Requiem For Frenchcore

Christe eleison

Oro supplex et acclinis

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there

I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the quiet birds in circled flight

I am the soft stars that shine at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there

I did not die

Oro supplex et acclinis

Chorus angelorum te suscipiat

Et cum Lazaro, quondam paupere

Aeternam, aeternam, habeas

Requiem