Beethoven is resting
in his plot
Now
And nobody can disturb
him anymore
In his plot is where he is
Buried
We must tell you
Beethoven
That we miss you
Also Beethoven
We are not going
To heaven now
Because we still have
Our lives to live
Every single day
Here on earth
We have no idea when
We are going to die
The only person
That knows is our
Father
Also, my father owns
My life
And he will let me
Live until I get old
Father, I must tell you
That I want to live
Until I am 89 years old
Also now that you
Shut my body down
You finally send
The angel to earth
To me
And take me
Home to heaven
I am thrilled to go
To heaven my
Angel