Strew me with blossoms when I die

" Strew me with blossoms when I die,

Nor lay me 'neath the earth below;

Beyond those walls, there let me lie,

Where oftentimes we used to go.

There lay me to the wind and rain;

Dying for you, I feel no pain:

There lay me to the sun above;

Dying for you, I die of love. "

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