When I will die, the world will keep its pace,
Unfazed by my absence, in its infinite grace,
The sun will rise, casting its morning glow,
Life will move forward, as it always does so.
When I will die, the skies will still be blue,
The stars will shine brightly, in the night's hue,
The seasons will turn, from spring to fall,
Nature’s grand cycle, embracing us all.
When I will die, memories will linger on,
In the hearts of those who’ve known me, even when I'm gone, Echoes of laughter, whispers of love,
Will weave through time, like a gentle dove.
When I will die, let there be peace,
A quiet end, a serene release,
No mourning, no sorrow, just a gentle farewell,
As I journey onward, where dreams dwell.
When I will die, I'll find my place,
Among the stars, in boundless space,
A soul set free, to roam and explore,
In the infinite vastness, forevermore.
