I don’t want to go to grave yard
For I had promised my beloved
To wait here until she comes up
Let me stay alone and shut up
For she does not like any crowd
I don’t want to be buried deep
For I have a promise to keep
That she needn’t search for me
I will never from her be flee
For she finds me to be proud
I don’t want to be burnt away
I must keep my words anyway
To be by her side if she needs
Let me lie aside by the reeds
Covered in the holy shroud
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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