I'm standing on my feet, My heart is down to earth, The wind comes from the sea And showed his soul to me, Look forward to the future, The past won't worry me, The sense is plain to see, reassess reality, And when my life comes to an end, I'll try to understand, That death will be my friend, And when I come to close to you, I'll die to keep my view, That death is my best friend. Your own recollections, That's what death creates. That life's just one conception, And that is what he takes. Sailing is arriving, I cannot share his ways, A coldplay horizon on stormy sunny days, Bury me upright, So that I can stand cincere to death, Bury me upright, So I can see your face. Bury me upright, 'Cause death is no disgrace.