Do not look for the best music on this very famous text of Mary-Elisabeth FRYE : Ritz RAKOTOMALALA has composed it. This text, very short but dense, is self sufficient, no need to analyse it: "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 a diamond that glints on snow. I am the sun on ripen'd grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. when you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft star that shine at night Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die."
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