I Shall Not Care

When I am dead
And over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair
Though you should lean above me
Broken-hearted, I shall not care

I shall have peace
As leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough
And I shall be more silent
And cold-hearted
Than you are now

The cold rain will wash you away,
And I can smile