Snow has covered her grave

And flowers have withered away

Cold wind cries in the trees

Frozen tears mark my grief



The flickering, weak candlelight

Shatters the dead of the night

I bury my face in my hands

I try to speak but I can't



With a breeze arrives a sparrow

Lands on her gravestone

I raise my head and realize

I am no longer alone



Haven of shadows in the garden of stones



Cold wind blows out the flame

And darkness surrounds me again

The sparrow starts silently singing

A song only she and I know



I shed a tear on her grave

And silently whisper her name

As cold wind still shakes the trees

I know she now rests in peace



With a breeze leaves the sparrow

Flies into the unknown

I bow my head and realize

I want to follow