Like an octopus it engulfs and enfolds one
Squeezing youthfulness out of bones
the enthusiasm to live takes flight

Your feet start TO betraY you
And you can not trust your vision any more
Music  turning to noise

the ogre called Old age
It spares no one
Live and be happy now

Be strong if you have to face it
It cannot attack a cheerful heart

Be happy  in the evening of your days
Looking back at your legacy
For it lives lifetimes and lifetimes