
“Swans sing before they die— 't were no bad thing
Should certain persons die before they sing.”
As quoted in
“Swans sing before they die— 't were no bad thing
Should certain persons die before they sing.”
Asked in an interview what he does in his spare time. http://www.azcentral.com/ent/tv/articles/0419SanjayaSpeaks0419.html
“When I die I'm going to dance first in all the galaxies… I'm gonna play and dance and sing.”
“I'll probably die by the time I reach 25. But I'll have lived the way I wanted to.”
Daily Mirror, June 11, 1977, as reported in Fred Vermorel, Judy Vermorel, Sex Pistols: The Inside Story (1987), p. 169.
“Adieu, Francoise, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky.”
Seasons in the Sun" (1961), as translated by Rod McKuen from Brel's song "Le Moribond" · McKuen performance http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MY__eaedtOA · Beach Boys performance http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzjIra9pheU
<p>Goodbye, Michelle, my little one;
You gave me love and helped me find the sun,
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground.</p><p>Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky;
Now that the spring is in the air,
With the flowers everywhere,
I wish that we could both be there!</p>
As adapted in the Terry Jacks version (1974)
Context: p> Adieu, Francoise, my trusted wife;
Without you I'd have had a lonely life.
You cheated lots of times but then,
I forgave you in the end
Though your lover was my friend.Adieu, Francoise, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that spring is in the air
With your lovers ev'rywhere,
Just be careful; I'll be there.</p
“The Indian knew how to live without wants, to suffer without complaint, and to die singing.”
Source: Democracy in America, Volume I (1835), Chapter I-V, Chapter I.
Main Street and Other Poems (1917), Apology
Context: Lord Byron and Shelley and Plunkett,
McDonough and Hunt and Pearse
See now why their hatred of tyrants
Was so insistently fierce.
Is Freedom only a Will-o'-the-wisp
To cheat a poet's eye?
Be it phantom or fact, it's a noble cause
In which to sing and to die!