On sixth of December I got a call from a stranger,
Telling me to rush,
To save my losing treasure.

I hurried my way to that cold damn place,
But it was too late,
Lost the only thing I had left.

On the next day I heard,
That you moved to the near churchyard,
Sorry I didn't came right away too see you off.

Later in the evening I went there,
With whiskey in my hand,
Thought we could have couple of shots together,
But you showed no care.

I went straight home back,
Found everything as it was,
But there was one thing...