Give Me The Roses While I Live

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    Wonderful things of folks are said, when they have passed away.
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    Roses adorn the narrow bed, over the sleeping clay.

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Give me the roses while I live, trying to cheer me on.
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Useless are flowers that you give, after the soul has gone.

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    Let us not wait to do good deeds, till they have passed away.
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    Now is the time to sow good seeds, while here on earth we stay.

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Give me the roses while I live, trying to cheer me on.
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Useless are flowers that you give, after the soul has gone.

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    Kind words are useless when folks lie cold in a narrow bed.

    Don't wait till death to speak kind words,
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    now should the words be said.

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Give me the roses while I live, trying to cheer me on.
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Useless are flowers that you give, after the soul has gone.