If it be your will to speak,
Of memories we often shared,
Talk to me of days gone by,
Think of love and not despair,
And when I'm gone,
We'll meet again,
As often do the closest friends,
So dry your eyes and lay me down,
I tell you this is not the end,
And if someone must take my place,
For I'll be gone the longest time,
I'll wait, and I will understand,
A heart of thorns must leave the mind,
But when in time I see a face
The scars will fade, the heart will mend,
So dry your eyes and lay me down
I tell you this is not the end.
And from this day,
I wish you joy, from today,
I wish you peace,
I hope that life will pass you by,
As softly as the falling leaves,
And when your heart is full again,
Raise a glass for me my friend,
And dry your eyes, and lay me down,
I tell you this is not the end,
Oh dry your eyes,
And lay me down
I tell you this is not the end.
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