The Grave Keeper

I am who look after the rest
Of the laying corpses
Who look after from the highs
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 some one 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 some one was getting up
I have to bury it again
Yo so el cuidador de tumbas
Y contemplo a los humanos deshechos
Si alguno se levantase nuevamente
Con mi brazo lo he de sepultar