When I am dead, my dearest
Sing no sad songs for me
Plant no roses at my head
Nor shady cypress tree
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet
And if you will, remember
And if you will, forget
I shall not see the shadows
I shall not feel the rain
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain
And dreaming through the twilight
That does not rise nor set
Maybe I'll remember
And maybe I'll forget