When I die, who sings it, you are the song when I die?

The song "When I Die" was created in the 19th century by the famous British poetess Christina Rossitti. It is a song that is widely sung, classic and scorching, expounding life and death feelings, and thousands of Bruce Lee fans have been looking for it everywhere. The great kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, his favorite song was also this song during his lifetime, and when Bruce Lee died, he ** this song at his funeral.

When I Die is a song arranged, written, and sung by Christina Rossetti, a 19th-century Englishman. At the beginning of this song, it was a poem by Christina Rossetti expounding her feelings about life and death, and she was praised by everyone because of the poetry vocabulary, incisive, inspiring feelings, and then Christina Rossetti sang it into a song.

Lyrics. When I Die

by Christina Rossetti.

When I am dead , my dearest.

sing no sad songs for me.

Plant Thou no roses at my head.

nor Shady Cypress Tree Don't want cypress trees to be bushy.

be the green grass above me.

with showers and dewdrops wet.

and if thou wilt ,remember

and if thou wilt, forget me.

I shall not see the shadows.

I shall not feel the rain.

I shall not hear the nightingale.

sing on, as if in pain, as if in pain.

and dreaming through the twilight.

that doth not rise or set The sun does not rise and never sinks.

Haply I may remember Maybe I still remember you.

and haply may forget maybe forget you.

Christina Rossetti.

You'll be the song when I'm dead from now on. Since then - the door Xiaoqiang.

Words: Shaanxi Niu Ben.

Qu: Shaanxi Niu Ben.

Arranger: Zhang Hong.

Guitar: Zhang Hong.

Mixing: Feng Bo.

Backing Vocals: Yao Siting.

Producer: Shaanxi Niu Ben.

Lyrics.

Even the memories are starting to blur. I don't know how to end it. I make a promise like heaven. I don't care anymore.

Slowly, slowly, banishing you. It's not that I don't care. It's just that I love too hard. Forgive your mistakes again and again.

Your fault. I don't want to do this again. I don't want to hear more from you. From now on you are you.

I am me. You'll just let me die. You're just like I never came. From now on you are you.

I am me. You'll just let me die. You just thought I didn't love. From now on you are you.

I am me. Even the memories are starting to blur. I don't know how to end it. I make a promise like heaven.

I don't care anymore. Slowly, slowly, banishing you. It's not that I don't care. It's just that I love too hard. Forgive your mistakes again and again.

Your fault. I don't want to do this again. I don't want to hear more from you. From now on you are you.

I am me. You'll just let me die. You're just like I never came. From now on you are you.

I am me. You'll just let me die. You just thought I didn't love. From now on you are you.

I am me. From now on you are you. I am me.

when I am dead.

by Christina Rossetti.

When I am dead , my dearest.

sing no sad songs for me.

Plant Thou no roses at my head.

nor Shady Cypress Tree Don't want cypress trees to be bushy.

be the green grass above me.

with showers and dewdrops wet.

and if thou wilt ,remember

and if thou wilt, forget me.

I shall not see the shadows.

I shall not feel the rain.

I shall not hear the nightiagale.

sing on, as if in pain A sound is like a wail.

and dreaming throughth twilight I was in a dream, in the hazy dawn.

that dith not rise or not.

Haply I may remember maybe I will miss it.

and haply may forget.

Tomorrow will be better.

Gently wake up the sleeping mind.

Slowly open your eyes.

Take a look at the busy world.

Whether it's still lonely and keeps turning.

The spring breeze is incomprehensible.

Blow the heart of the teenager.

Let the tears on yesterday's face.

Dried with the memory.

Look up for the wings of the sky.

Migratory birds show its traces.

Bring famine from afar.

News that the relentless fighting is still alive.

The snow in Yushan is drifting.

Burn the heart of the teenager.

Melts true feelings into musical notes.

Pour out distant blessings.

Sing your passion.

Stretch out your hands.

Let me embrace your dreams.

Let me have your true face.

Make our smiles.

Full of youthful pride.

Give a prayer for tomorrow.

Who can ignore their homeland.

Leave behind the memories of childhood.

Who can bear to look at the sorrow of yesterday?

Take away our smiles.

Youth does not understand the red dust.

Rouge was stained with ash.

Let the tears that I haven't seen for a long time.

Moisturizes your countenance.

Sing your passion.

Stretch out your hands.

Let me embrace your dreams.

Let me have your true face.

Make our smiles.

Full of youthful pride.

Give a prayer for tomorrow.

Gently wake up the sleeping mind.

Slowly open your eyes.

Take a look at the busy world.

Whether it's still lonely and keeps turning.

Sunrise wakes up early in the morning.

The earth is reborn in all its glory.

Let the sound of the breeze blow.

Compose the music of life.

Sing your passion.

Stretch out your hands.

Let me embrace your dreams.

Let me have your true face.

Make our smiles.

Full of youthful pride.

Let's look forward to a better tomorrow.

Don't sing sad songs for me, my dear.

I don't have to plant roses on my grave.

There is no need for a cypress tree with thick shade.

Let's cover my light grass.

It was raining and dewdropping.

Please remember me if you will.

If only you willingly forgot me.

Lost in the long grave.

The sun does not rise and does not fade.

I maybe, perhaps, I still remember you.

I may forget you.

I will never see the shade of the ground again.

I can't feel the sweetness of rain and dew.

I can no longer hear the nightingale's singing.

Pour out your sorrow in the night.

Lost in the long grave.

The sun does not rise and does not fade.

I maybe, perhaps, I still remember you.

I may forget you.

The song "When I Die" was created in the 19th century by the famous Chinese poet Christina Rossitti. It is a widely sung, classic and scorching, expounding life and death feelings, hundreds of millions of Bruce Lee fans have been looking for a song, which is currently out of print, the great kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, his favorite song during his lifetime, when Grandmaster Lee died, his funeral was broadcast.

Song Title: When I Die.

Foreign name: when i die

Lyrics: Liu Sikai.

Singing: Liu Sikai.

Lyrics: When I am dead, my dearest, my dearest.

sing no sad songs for me.

Plant Thou no roses at my head.

nor Shady Cypress Tree Don't want cypress trees to be bushy.

be the green grass above me.

with showers and dewdrops wet.

and if thou wilt ,remember

and if thou wilt, forget me.

I shall not see the shadows.

I shall not feel the rain.

I shall not hear the nightingale.

sing on, as if in pain, as if in pain.

and dreaming through the twilight.

that doth not rise or set The sun does not rise and never sinks.

Haply I may remember Maybe I still remember you.

and haply may forget maybe forget you.

【Content Introduction】 "When I am dead" Bruce Lee's favorite song during his lifetime.

when I am dead.

by Christina Rossetti.

When I am dead , my dearest.

sing no sad songs for me.

Plant Thou no roses at my head.

nor Shady Cypress Tree Don't want cypress trees to be bushy.

be the green grass above me.

with showers and dewdrops wet.

and if thou wilt ,remember

and if thou wilt, forget me.

I shall not see the shadows.

I shall not feel the rain.

I shall not hear the nightiagale.

sing on, as if in pain A sound is like a wail.

and dreaming throughth twilight I was in a dream, in the hazy dawn.

that dith not rise or not.

Haply I may remember maybe I will miss it.

and haply may forget.

Two versions.