When I shall die I ask not for a coffin To display my mortal body To the Earth beneath. I ask not for a funeral A celebration of my life and memory Though both would be soon forgotten I ask not for roses nor lilies To slowly rot away in coherence with me. When I shall die I merely ask for a stone With my name etched onto its soul And of this stone I beg, To remember me Remember I was here , that I existed, For all eternity.