You didn’t teach me everything
But renews all I know

Queen of the chessboard
Falling knee to bishop just wants to curse you

Painting with the paint of pain
The picture that you choose

I drink your trust’s wine
I won but you never lose

Glasses on the blind’s face
Try to see, seek and never find

When I don't know what’s going on your head
I fly without ground to tread

Went together to the cemetery
But only you got out of there

And now tears wet the place
That the gallows you pulled my chair