When I Die-

in the arms of the lover i cherish

on the bed that we love and care

in the house filled with smiles and joy

on the earth where upon i was born and nursed.

I shall have left what is mine

the treasures i stored with all my life

my friends and family shall be there

to see my flesh beneath the shroud.

i shall see no tears when be dead

shall not hear the sounds of th mourners

lay quietly like a drugged patient

to be taken to the next level.

shall be decorated like a bride

be pretty as i sleep cold

no more will i feel the tenderness

of the touch that loved me most.

flowers of sweet fragrance rests on me

that freshness will rot with my body.

Do i dare to think of the face

that loves me with all his life?

Shall he accompany me to the road unknown

where i shall be trembling and be lonely of the cold?

will he think when i would have left the world?

I pray to the stars

when i have crost the bars

to see my only lover

before i shut my eyes forever.