
Translation:
I still believe
That a person doesn’t die all at once
Instead they die one piece at a time
Every time a friend leaves a piece dies
Every time a lover deserts us a piece dies
And every time a dream of ours is killed a piece dies
And then death comes to find all the pieces dead and carries them away ..
An add-on:
I agree
But a person isn’t only born once
Instead they are born again at different times
Every time you meet a new friend, a piece of you gets born again
Every time you fall in love you are born again
And every time you accomplish a dream, even a small one, you’re born again
So some pieces die so there will be room for another one, that way everything stays in balance, at least we try to keep it that way. The ups and downs of life we go through. Yin and Yang.