When death comes calling one day,
With her chariot at my doorsteps,
To take me for that final journey,
And my soul, like a wounded bird,
Fluttering the wings to break the cage,
To get out of it and to go with her,
To go to a world where no sorrow lives,
A world where love made its abode,
Cry not... cry not, my dear, cry not, for,
The tears will drown the smile in your eyes,
But I want to see the smile in your eyes,
Till my heart stops beating at last.

______________cage= body; world = heaven