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How to say

That flowers don't lose their color

Although they are bathed by the rain

That the mountains don't lose their majesty

Although men scale them

That goodness doesn't lose validity

Although sometimes we are bad

That hope retains illusion

Though all seems lost

How to say

That the sun still shines after each rain

That the joy reborn after every pain

That friends still love although there has been a traitor

That children are born even many say no

How to say

That I believe in God

some times everything becomes negative.

the day seems like night, and we feel sad and empty

but the whole life is still the best of the gifts

and even in the darkest moments

we can find a star to makes us company

Rebelde way.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on the snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.

When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

- – - written by Mary Elizabeth Frye