Why do you cry my love? said the man in the grave.
Why do you mourn?
Why are you sad?
Have I not told you before that even if I die my love for you will not?
Have I not told you I love a thousand times as I held you and kept you warm from the cold world?
Well remember this my dear, remember me, remember my love for you, your memories of us will keep you warm.
I'm still here my darling,
I always will be.