Yesterday`s flowers am I,

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Yesterday`s flowers am I,
And I have drunk my last sweet draught of dew.
Young maidens came and sang me to my death;
The moon looks down and sees me in my shroud,
The shroud of my last dew.

Yestserday`s flowers that are yet in me
Must needs make way for all to-morrow`s flowers.
The maidens, too, that sang me to my death
Nust even so make way for all the maids
That are to come

And as my soul, so too their soul will be
Laden with fragrance of the days gone by.
The maidens that to-morrow come this way
Will not remember that I once did bloom

For they will only see the new-born flowers.
Yet will my perfume-laden sould bring back,
as a sweet memory, to women`s hearts
their days of maidenhood.
and then they will be sorry that they came
to sing me to my death
and all the butterflies will mourn for me.

I bear away with me
The sunshine`s daer remembrance, and the low
Soft murmurs of the spring.
My breath is sweet as children`s plattle is:
I drank in all the whole earth`s fruitfulness,
To make of it the fragrance of my soul
That shall outlive my death.

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