Because I could not stop for dea

Because I could not stop for death

He was parking pick me

The carriage was just the two of us

And "eternal life" with seat

We slowly, he knew that without the need for rapid

I also put aside work

And leisure, to return

His manners

We passed the school, coincides with the recess

The children are noisy, on the playground

We passed the fields of gazing grain

We passed the setting sun

Maybe you should say, he passed us by

Dew and cold makes me quiver

Because my clothes, just sheer

And my cape, only tulle

We stopped at a house, the house

As a swelling of the ground

The roof, barely visible

Eaves, below the surface of the ground

Since then, several centuries

Seems to short the time of day

That day, I first guess

The horse, towards the eternal