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