In the land which dreams dwell in
where love and joy and woe begin;
where swiftly the deep rivers flow
from those lost lands of long ago.
I wander through wild poppy fields
Underfoot the dark earth yields….
I see the flowering fruit trees start
Their blossoms gather round my heart…
I hear the sparrows sing with joy
And bees their busy wings employ
. In those lost lands I saw your face
And now I long for your embrace.
Are you real,am I deceived?
From this earth we all must leave
. Earth to earth and ash to ash
Glory,pride and boasting pass.
Leave me now,my dearest one
Soon I too will be called on.
Nothing lasts but truth is real
Keep the truth and your ideals..
Earth to earth, we rest in clay
We must give all self away
Softly on this earth I roam
Seeking still my own true home,
for until the very end
grace and love may still descend.
Soft as wings of butterflies
Tears well up and wet my eyes.
My heart has melted into yours
Thus we grow and die like flowers