Det der diktet om døden... Som slutter med "I didn't die".

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Helst både på norsk og engelsk?

 

Vet det var en link om det her for ei stund siden, men finner det ikke.

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Her er en engelsk utgave, fra Wikipedia:

 

An early version, printed by others on postcards:

 

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there. I did not die.

 

Her later confirmed version:

 

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,

I am the softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain,

I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,

I am in the graceful rush

Of beautiful birds in circling flight,

I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

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Stå ikke ved min grav og gråt

jeg er ikke der.

Jeg sover ikke –

 

Jeg er de tusen vinders blåst

jeg er snøkrystallers frost.

Jeg er morgensol i duggvåt eng

og høstregnet som væter kinn.

Når du våkner opp i morgenstille

er jeg de tusen fuglevingens sus.

Når du sovner inn i nattens silde

er jeg de milde stjerners lys.

 

Stå ikke ved min grav og gråt

jeg er ikke der.

Jeg døde ikke –”

 

 

 

"Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripend grain

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight

I am the soft stars that shine at Night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there, I did not Die..."