Wake up, wake up, o, grandpa, o dear,
Wake and feel those you see;
Don’t you know how hard it is to peer
A living mass lying dead before me.
No, no, not let anyone to come
To mince us apart and too our ways;
O please, o dear, return home
And don’t freeze these soundless days.
Wake up, wake up, o, grandpa, o dear
And take me to the land you wish,
O my eyes can hold no more these tears,
Nor part from you with a kiss.
You are an angel of lands and lands,
Or will be soon; or might,
Just place your head upon my hands
And you will be all right.
Wake up, wake up, o my best friend,
Please don’t make us cry,
It’s not the time for your life to end;
Nor for you.......to die.