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Don't Stand at my garve and weep
I'm not there, I'm not sleeping
I'm a thounsand wind that blow
I'm the diamonds in the snow
I'm the sunlight on a mature barley
I'm the warm autumn rain
Don't stand at my grave and weep
I'm not there, I did not die
I'm not there, I'm not sleeping
I'm a thounsand wind that blow
I'm the diamonds in the snow
I'm the sunlight on a mature barley
I'm the warm autumn rain
Don't stand at my grave and weep
I'm not there, I did not die
Annons