Liva - Sic Mors Bitam lyrics

By ending its beauty, Age or the course of time sweep it away, Soon deflowers its splendour. Flower turns into fruit, gem into mud, Man turns to dust, and to d**h Paying his tribute here below. For his life, for his being are Sorrow, pain, necessity To end in d**h. So d**h shuts life, mourning shuts laughter, Shadow shuts daylight, the tide shuts the sea And night shuts morning.