Benoít Pioulard
Together & Down
Oh bury me & sing to the seedsOh bury me & sing to the seedsAt least I can’t say I didn’t hazard a tryTo embellish my joysThere will be no moment of silence when I dieOnly a moment of noiseOh carry me & we’ll swing through the reedsOh carry me & we’ll swing through the reedsWhen they stand round my grave, maybe they’ll say,“He sang when he swayed & laughed when he prayed”& as they file past the gateAll wrapped up in faithHaving questioned their fateThey will try to be late
From Letras Mania