can i tell you where the deads are?
you won't find them in the sky;
there faces don't grace cloud,
but they rest in persons eye.
can I tell you where the deads are?
you won't find them on the street;
if you missed them the first time,
then there's no chance they can retrive.
can I tell you where the deads are?
you won't find them on a wall;
but in a picture in the wall,
and that won't do at all.
can i tell you where the deads are?
you won't find then in a book;
better catch them while they live,
better have yourselves some looks.
can I tell you where the deads are?
you won't find them in a voice;
they have moved on many pastures,
but, non is there by choice.
can i tell you whr the deads are?
very well, you are on your way;
the dead rest in the ground, and,
its there they'll always stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem