The موسیقی played, the child cried
The aching pain of things denied
Potions of a deadly kind
A tortured heart, an altered mind.

So deeply did the وائپر, واپار strike
As screaming voices filled the night.
Sweet Summer Rain, sweet Liberty,
Hold close the fallen, crumpled Leaf.

In disbelief, emotions high,
They watched a supernova die.
A prince of hearts, a child of light,
A champion, a golden knight.

What comfort as آپ close the door
To somehow leave us wanting more?
To reach the stars and then implode,
How beautifully your River flowed.

Our pain too great to let be known,
The Angels claimed آپ as their own.
A life so short, but time forgives,
But in our hearts, the Phoenix lives.