Wonderful things of folks are said When they have passed away Roses adorn their narrow bed Over the sleeping clay Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Let us not wait to do good deeds Till they have passed away Now is the time to sow good seeds While here on earth we stay Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Kind words are useless when folks lie Cold in a narrow bed Don't wait till death to speak kind words Now should the words be said Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Give me the roses while I live Don't wait until I die To spread the roses over my grave To see as you pass it by Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
