Goodbye, my friend, goodbye
My love, you are in my heart
It was preordained we should part
And be reunited by and by.
Goodbye; no handshake to endure
Let's have no sadness - - furrowed brow.
There's nothing new in dying now
Through living is no newer.
Sergei Esinen wrote this in his own blood and gave it to his friend the day before he hanged himself.