But what about when there's not?
hmm?

What about when we're gone?
What about when our cheeks have paled,
Our eyes have lost their sparkle,
Our skin has whithered,
Our hair has lost its shine,
And our backs have bent?
then there will still be us.

Well, what about even later?
When we don't have backs,
And eyes,
And skin,
And hair?
What, when our bones have cracked,
And we fall, as dust,
And die?
What about when there is no us?

then we will have loved.
and then,
there will be just that love.

when we are gone,
we will leave love,
and only love.

So long and goodnight.