The man but now long since passed.
A friend to me and a brother dear.
He worked long and hard without let up nor fear.
Hell is not worse than a friend whom we loss.

My sadness causes me to weep and to fast.
A brother to me and a friendly peer.
We worked side by side with no fear.
Hell is not worse than a friend whom we loss.

Patience and kindness to the mass.
This feeling is no short of queer.
I will not give in, I will not fear.
Hell is not worse than a friend whom we loss.

Death takes, we cannot last.
We together, far and near.
There’s no need to fear.
Hell is not worse than a friend whom we loss.

Work harder as he have wanted.
Stay in love as he were here.
Hold up courage and not fear.
Paradise is closer than a friendship daunted.