I am the one who look after the rest of the laying corpses... Who look after from the heights their indescribable conditions, And in my duty, I listen to the echo of their noiseless hearts. I am the grave keeper And I contemplate the wasting humans If someone was getting up I have to bury it again. I have been called to live With my half-opened eyes The place of the dead I will look after and walk over their Chambers until my upcoming hour. I am the grave keeper And I contemplate the wasting humans If someone was getting up I have to bury it again. Yo soy el cuidador de tumbas Y contemplo a los humanos deshechos, Si alguno se levantase nuevamente Con mi brazo lo he de sepultar.