Know the peace my fading life provides
And wash my body when all the life has died
And in a winding sheet or vine-leaf wrap
Please bury me by a garden side
Indeed indeed repenting soft before
I swore, I swore. But was I sober when I swore
And moon of my delight who knows no wane
The moon of heaven is rising once again
How often hereafter rising shall she look
Though this same garden after me, in vain.
Indeed indeed repentance oft before
I swore, I swore. But was I sober when I swore
Indeed indeed repentance oft before
And in a winding sheet or vine-leaf wrap
Please bury me by a garden side