If I Die

My love, if I die, I don't want to hear any cry. Oporajita flowers can be planted by the side of my head, The birds will sit there and sing a very heavy music from their heart. You can plant the lush green grass across on my chest, When travelers will leave their peaceful breath. Early in the morning the white dew will fall on the green grass, Your mind will be excited when you see it. You could remember me if you want, You could forget all the memories I left. I couldn't hear the birds chirping if I want, I couldn't hear the sound of rain if I want, I couldn't see the sunrise and sunset anymore, I couldn't see the moon lit night from your lap. But I'm not going to forget your last song written for me, In which you composed from your heart.