Behind that land is a garden
Beyond that grass lays a valley
Warmeth my skin,
The wind there feels
Graces my mind,
The air breathed there might
Might, in my world
Yes in my word
People gone there are missed
And come back, we wish
Tears are used in mourning
Hearts are used in remembering
Gone they are forever
Those words, we wish never
The memories of the loved one
The loved one, death had won!
Taking them where? I wonder
I wonder? To the land of the hereafter