She is buried in another country, Where her name is engraved, Far from home and far from me. No flowers or prayers on her grave, But no matter cause night and day, She is just a smile away. She rests in peace in the garden of eternity, With those who sleep, as quiet as stone. No one there to commemorate her memory, Perhaps some stop to read the tombstone. No matter, cause night and day, She is just a smile away. In me, she will always be alive. And I cherish the souvenirs into which I dive. She is the one who, for me the life she gave, And the one that I greet and for who I wave, Because night and day, She is just a smile away. She embellished the sky of her presence, And the wind carries her voice. Of my heart she still the essence, And one day, to see her again, I'll rejoice. I can pursue my way. Cause she is just a smile away. |
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