If one day I have to die
Pieces of myself would wither by
But one thing that would still live on
It will exist even if I am gone
Every time you are touched by chilly breeze
Whenever you wander through the tall trees
The tide water touches your feet
Will remind you how you won my heart at ease
Angels above will sing a song
Conveying the message how I'm getting along
Since my love is strong though my heart is weak
The tears will flow, the eyes will leak
If ever that time approaches me to be
To part from you in death you'll see
The mountains, beaches, meadows will know
Echoeing your voice "I'm sorry to let you go"!
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