I am getting, my darling, old,
made of dust, not of gold ...
Will I go to Hell or to Heaven,
all my life, I was number ''Seven''?
I was serving to the Almighty - Lord,
preaching of His divine Word!!!
But, I know that I am a sinner,
the Devil eats me for a dinner!!!
Bury me in some abandoned mansion,
with not a single melancholy tension ...
My home will be grave, dark and thunder,
I am going to be alone in the soil - under ...