Sunday, February 5, 2017

The Choir of Life


If i should die then let it be spring

When new born babies dance and sing

While earth has lost wolf winters bite

And flowers reach out toward the light 

When the burst of the leaves, dress the naked cold trees 
And the birds in the air, glide on delicate breeze
As the sun dries the rain from the carpeted ground
And the laughter of children, is all around
When the days become long, because nothing is wrong
As the choir of life... Sings my favorite song
The choir of life sings my favorite song... And I'm happy

If i should die then may it be here

Where all lost shadows disappear 

While earth is warm before the night

I will lay me down upon twilight 

With the burst of the leaves, on the naked old trees 
Watching birds in the air, fly on delicate breeze
As the sun dries the dew from the carpeted ground
Where the laughter of children still echoes around
And the day became long, because nothing was wrong
As the choir of life... Sang my favorite song
When the choir of life played my favorite song... I was happy

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