Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep哭泣
by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints光亮 on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened成熟的 grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush安静,寂静
I am the swift uplifting抬升 rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.
主播:Leanne
BGM:cry for the moon. --出羽良彰