Tác giả : Sixpence None the Richer
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
In the middle of my mourning 
Sits joy like ahappy child 
In the middle of this death 
I must cry with life for a while 
 
And death is great 
We are in his keep, laughing and whole 
When we feel deep in life 
He dares weep, deep in our soul 
 
And you are gone 
But you are perfect now 
And you like to dress 
You wear dresses that never fade 
 
And you are gone 
(my mother cried she said you'd gone away) 
But you are perfect now 
(and now a part of me must do the same) 
And you like to dress 
(but i know i must be thankful) 
You wear dresses that never fade 
You wear dresses that never fade