“Don’t stand there crying in front of my grave,
I’m not there, I’m not sleeping…
I am the wind blowing in the trees
im the diamond sparkle in the snow
I am sunshine on the ripe grain
I am the gentle autumn rain…
When you wake up in the morning still, I am the flight of these silent birds
Who spin in the sky…
So don’t stand there in front of my grave lamenting
I’m not there, I’m not dead!
Why would I be out of your life simply
Cuz am out of your sight?
Death you know this ain’t nothing at all
I just went to the other side.
Im me and you are you
Whatever we were to each other before,
We will always remain so.
Use the first name to speak about me
With which you always called me.
Speak about me just like you always did.
Don’t change your tone, don’t look all serious and sad.
Laugh like before at jokes that together we enjoy so much.
Play, smile, think of me, live for me and with me.
Let my first name be the comforting song it’s always been.
Pronounce it simply and naturally,
Without a trace of regret
Life means everything it’s always meant.
Everything is still the same, she continues, the cord is not broken.
What is death if not a passage?
Relativize and let go of all the aggressions of life,
Always think and talk about me around you and you’ll see,
Everything will be alright.
You know, I hear you, I’m not far, I’m there, just on the other side. ”
Mary Elizabeth Fryer