L'absent

How heavy it is to bear the absence of a friend
The friend who came to this table every night
And who won't come again, death is miserable
Stabbing the heart and tearing you apart

He once said when I leave
To distant lands, beyond the earth
You won't cry, you'll raise your glasses
And drink to me in my eternity

In the depths of my nights, of course, I wish
To drink to his memory to stay true to him
But I have too much sorrow and his voice calling me
Stabs like a nail in the palm of my hand

So I stay here, on the edge of my past
Silent and defeated, while his voice fades
And I listen to life settle in his place
His place that still remains abandoned

The everyday life with its tiny joys
Wants to fill the void of absence at all costs
But it won't be able to, with its schemes
To take my friend away from me a second time

It is heavy to bear, the absence of a friend
It is heavy, the absence of a friend