Текст песни Amy Van Roekel — O Death

O, Death,
O, Death,
Won't you spare me over till another year
Well what is this, that I can’t see with ice cold
hands taking hold of me
When God is gone and the Devil takes hold, who
will have mercy on my soul
O, Death, о Death, consider my age,
Please don't take me on this stage
O, Death,
O, Death,
Won't you spare me over till another year
Oh I am Death and none can tell
If I open the door to Heaven or Hell
No wealth, no land, no silver no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
I'm death I've come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
O, Death
O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year