The
Solitary
wn rich with the passing of
years
I have less need now than when I was
young
To share myself with every
comer
Or shape my thoughts into words with my
tongue.
It is one to me that they come or
go
If I have myself and the drive of my
will,
And strength to climb on a summer
night
And watch the stars swarm over the
hill.
Let them think I love them more than I
do
Let them think I care though I go
alone
If it lifts their pride what is it to
me
Who am self-complete as a flower or a
stone
我的遗嘱
我的遗嘱轻易确定
因为我并无财产分给所爱
亲人不必抱怨 悲哀
“滚石不生苔 我也不聚财”
遗体怎么办 ---哦
假如还有商量
我愿它化为一撮灰烬
让欢快的柔风把它轻扬
吹到鲜花盛开的地方
也许有些正在凋谢的花儿
会因此复活
重新怒放
这便是我最后的遗愿
祝你们所有的人幸福安康
My last
will
Joe
Hill
My will is easy to
decide
For there is nothing to
divide
My kin don’t need to fuss
and moan
“Moss does not
cling to rolling stone”
My body Oh if I could
choose
To ashes
I’d let it
reduce
And let the merry breeze
blow
My dust to where some flowers
grow
Perhaps some fading flowers
then
Would come to life and bloom
again
This is my last and final
will
Good luck to all of
you