I walked a lifetime of journeys, I saw a world
Filled with beauty, with life abundant, hope
The truth we choose, we help create, I will try
Work is long and it's hard, but is barely begun
When this work is done, I will begin again
And I'll live forever, in the fields of Elysium
Where rains are gentle, the sun shines on high
We will never age, we will find our beloveds
To live, we are provided growing fields of rye
Vegetables of all kinds and wine from the vine
In a beautiful world refuse to no longer be
Let death have its way, and live anew
In the everlasting Elysian fields
