The Old Man

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You appear old and wan and so sleepy

Resting on the armchair you elderly

Dreaming of all the days that had gone by

Seeing all the tears within every cry

 

I loved all the times we spent together

Looking at you with love you old-timer

Remembering the seasons of your face

The coldness and merriment in your grace

 

Oh please sleep in the evening of your life

And with no one by your side, like a wife

You only dream of all the days gone by

Oh grandfather on this day please don’t die

 

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