I would lay down my garments for you
Like a red carpet, I would hold you a spotlight
No longer will they treat you like the dark
I will put down my pride to steep you in stars
Take the glitters of my jewels, they matter not
And just give me another chance of living
I promise to devote it to caring and loving
Oh! Dear Death, dear Death, hear my plea
And summon off your precious sickle of wrath
I’m surrendering my wealth to spare my worth
Oh! Death, here’s a wreath in place of my health
I know you’re worthless but won’t you, pray?
I know you’re inevitable but won’t you delay?
And let me taste the nectar of another day.