- cifra
Watching this terrible scene I am
Shivering with fear the silence of kings
My eyes see disgrace everywhere around
There's no way to return no things to do
You horatio, listen to me
Tell the people of my history
The poison is slowly winning my soul
Goodbye to my queen, to everyone
Night comes to my eyes and silence too
There's no way to return no things to do
Dear friend
As I say
Do everything
If thou hast loved me
Please clear my name
Maybe the piece reign on this land
Maybe someday I shall live again
The poison is winning my life and
Night is coming to my eyes
Nothig new from England
I will listen
Yes I belive fortinbras shalt win the elections
Explain the causes and clear my name
The rest is silence
