Jimmy Brown (part III)

In a place, in a hidden place
On a dark and gray morning
A soul rises to the sky
Jimmy Brown has reached his end
In silence, they went to the church
Those who cared for him well
His life was like a block
That grew and died with him

The bells ring sadly
In the village where he died
And a goodbye was dedicated
To the song of Jimmy Brown

The little brotherhood raised a prayer
Let’s not fall into sin
May his soul fly far away
To the valley of love