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The Book of
Ecclesiastes chapter 12 verse 7 says:
“Then shall the dust return to the earth where it
came,
and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it."
Frans Baldacchino Il-Budaj had returned to the Lord
Dressed in his best, he was carried into the House
of God in Zejtun
Where he used to sing praises to the Lord, our God
Placed before the altar, the heavenly Angels
Surrounded him with harps, flutes and a bay-leaf
crown
Awaiting to escort him to heaven through the
snow-white clouds
A feast of love filled with hymns, prayers and
tributes for his rest
Came from many eyes that wept and many hearts that
were broken
Who moaned his demise, a great loss
The dignity and many talents he possessed
Generously given, generously shared
Unlocked the treasures of this caring heart
Dull clay in his hands transformed into life
Reflects his artistic nature
Speaks of his many passions
A pen in his hand turned into gold
When the magic words of love and praises he wrote
Sweetly flowed in the poems that he composed
A brush he dipped in the shades of black or white
Painted with thousand words from his heart into an
art
Came alive in wonders on a canvas
An enchanting voice he ghanna
Spread across the lands to the seven seas
Like the fragrance of red roses right before me
Sadly missed by many
Frans will be remembered for his talents and dignity
And for whom he was
------------------------------------------------------
Frans, you missed l-Imnarja by a few days
But l-Imnarja will miss you for many years to come
You will always remain a legend of Malta
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