Thou art gone, thy life has fled
All shall now bewail the dead
No more flesh and no more bone
No more troubles to bemoan
Like a wave along the shore
You have passed, you will complain nevermore
The late, late lamented
For death can't be prevented
Nevermore tormented
The late, late lamented
No more feast
Now rest in peace
No more pain
You can't complain
No more sighs and no more cries
No more fears, no more tears
No more laughs