# [I Want No Weeping at My Grave]

Stanisław Wyspiański

> Utwór opracowany został w ramach projektu Wolne Lektury przez fundację Wolne Lektury.

### 1st

I want no weeping at my grave,
except my wife's lamenting brief;
I need no tears of yours and save,
oh save yourselves the bogus grief.

### 2nd

I want no moaning of a bell
nor all that mourners' gloomy yowling;
oh, may the wind and rain raise hell,
and to my funeral come howling.

### 3rd

A lump of earth, if you're so bound,
hurl down before it's through, and may
the Sun illume my burial mound,
and ever burn the withered clay.

### 4th

But maybe there will come the time
when I feel weary of my rest:
I'll wrack the tomb and out will climb,
against the sun I shall contest.

### 5th

And when you see me then in flight,
my form aglow and out of reach,
require me to forsake the height,
but use the words of my own speech.

### 6th

So I can hear them, as of yore,
when then I pass a starry lane —
and maybe I'll take up once more
the strife that used to be my bane.