The world was in great depression,
the custody for your kids was in session.
There was too much buzz around,
all I wanted to hear your voice your sound.
I wish Ты hadn't gone,
all Ты had to do was sing one еще song.
I'm Письмо this to you.
your death has made me blue.
Why did Ты pass on June 25, 2009?
"This is it" last концерт then Ты had to resign.
On my continuation my friend
told me Ты had passed Ты were dead.
God decided he needed you,
I respected the things Ты used to do.
Your songs were good, great,
to me and the Музыка world Ты were a saint.
Иисус decided he wanted Ты my friend,
Ты and I know that your Музыка is not at an end.
The world kept talking about him,
the planet and the sun now seemed a little less bright, dim.
Goodbye Ты were a story, a light,
see Ты later and when I see you, Ты will be a sight.