When the world
Has forgotten words
From my soul
It will be told
No matter how
Where or when
Desolate landscape
Sunny glen.
When Winter bites
Or sunshine burns
Seasons lean
Time it turns
Yes, I will
Remember still
By mere want
Or sheer will.
I will remember
When the world forgets
The ravaged time
Its anger vents
As if a flower
Who dies in soil
Then is reborn
An immortal coil.