If I should ever leave you, and life, owed
To join the dark unknown, and sorrows, cold
Do not grieve, love, for what the sad song bode
Your light and warmth carried me, always, bold.

When you feel alone, bereft and away
And hear the wind, the trees, rustle and sigh
See the sun, on the flowers in the brae
And free your heart, spread it open, and fly!

Come night and misery, in dust and shadows
My ghost will be there, to keep you and seek
To haunt away the pain, torments and woes —
With my ethereal breath, if I could speak,