Remembrance
Lay no flowers on my grave
After love dies.
How shall I be comforted
With withered lies?
But if you remember me,
Dreaming apart,
Then shall lilies tall and fair
Bloom in my heart.
After love dies.
How shall I be comforted
With withered lies?
But if you remember me,
Dreaming apart,
Then shall lilies tall and fair
Bloom in my heart.
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