When we grow old
we stop playing with toys

When we grow old
we stop making a lot of noise

When we grow old
we begin to love

When we grow old
we look above

When we grow old
we look around for a cane

When we grow old
our clothes have no stain

When we grow old
we get married

When we grow old
we play with the youngs that our wives have carried

When we grow old
we buff up our chests

When we grow old
everyone is a pest

When we grow old
we buy a new house

When we grow old
we die next to our spouse.