Das Projekt der Krummen Mauern - I Could Not Stop For Death Тексты

We slowly drove
He knew no haste
And i had put away
My labor and my leisure too

For his civility
Because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me

We passed the school
Where children played
At wrestling in a ring
We passed the fields of gazing grain

For the ethernity
The carriage held
But just ourselves
And Immortality

In Immortality...