Those who live no more, echo still within our thoughts and words, and what they did is part of what we have become.
In the rising of the sun and in its going down We remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter We remember them.
In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer We remember them.
In the beginning of the year, and when it ends We remember them.

So long as we live, they too shall live:
For they are now a part of us, As we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength We remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart We remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share We remember them.
When we have decisions that are difficult to make We remember them.
When we have achievements that are based upon theirs We remember them.
So long as we live, they too shall live:
For they are now a part of us,
As we remember them.