Song's Don't Die

                                                 

I know not whether I’d live till Doom

    to see and touch each soul-

I know I stepped on the white waves

    gushing o’er the slippery stone.

I fall – that I’d, the day I don’t know

    But may come it late, so -

that I can see each face of future,

    in a little boat with oars to row.

And thus I’d rush down the slope

    of eternal life on Earth

As I care not what He has it -

    o’er our life and death.

I live, I die that time shall see,

   but I've my songs to live by -

As I know this, the songs I sing

    are eternal and ne’er die.