once we are gone, what's there to say?

The day we were born

We will know we will grow old

We will know we will die

No matter what we will try

We will have a fixed time

Play the game; play the life

Reach the days of our lives

It is time to wave goodbye

Though many will not want to go

They will find ways to prolong their lives

They aren’t dreaming about paradise

They aren’t dreaming of women of virgin kind

They will know what they will get

They may feel they breathe paradise

In reality ashes return to ashes

The memories stay for the living

Nobody has returned to tell tales

We will use our imagination to feel it

The world of paradise and forever living

Once we are gone, what’s there to say?

Nobody wants to die

We want to live the Earthly paradise

Yet we realize once we were born

We will surely wave goodbye