The world was in great depression,
the custody for your kids was in session.
There was too much buzz around,
all I wanted to hear your voice your sound.
I wish آپ hadn't gone,
all آپ had to do was sing one مزید song.
I'm writing this to you.
your death has made me blue.
Why did آپ pass on June 25, 2009?
"This is it" last کنسرٹ then آپ had to resign.
On my continuation my friend
told me آپ had passed آپ were dead.
God decided he needed you,
I respected the things آپ used to do.
Your songs were good, great,
to me and the موسیقی world آپ were a saint.
Jesus decided he wanted آپ my friend,
آپ and I know that your موسیقی is not at an end.
The world kept talking about him,
the planet and the sun now seemed a little less bright, dim.
Goodbye آپ were a story, a light,
see آپ later and when I see you, آپ will be a sight.