When I die
All my life I have been,
Must remain till the end,
Till the Big Bang reverses,
On the road as a traveler.
When I die, forget if,
Death does not accept if.
Throw me in the ocean,
Or in a sea, or the rivers,
I must join the currents.
All my life I have been,
Must remain a traveler.
If by chance can't do that,
Burn me and take my ash,
Allow wind or breeze,
Fly me to the mountains,
And deserts and the plains.
I told them of my wish.
All my life I have been,
Must remain a traveler.
All my life I have been,
Must remain a traveler.
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