IF IT SHOULD BE THAT I GROW FRAIL AND WEAK
AND PAIN SHOULD KEEP ME FROM MY SLEEP
THEN YOU MUST DO WHAT MUST BE DONE
FOR THIS, THE LAST BATTLE CAN’T BE WON.
YOU WILL BE SAD, I UNDERSTAND
DON’T LET YOUR GRIEF THEN STAY YOUR HAND.
FOR THIS DAY, MORE THAN ALL THE REST,
YOUR LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP STAND THE TEST.
WE’VE HAD SO MANY HAPPY YEARS,
WHAT IS TO COME CAN HOLD NO FEARS.
YOU’D NOT WANT ME TO SUFFER SO,
WHEN THE TIME COMES, PLEASE LET ME GO.
TAKE ME WHERE MY NEEDS THEY’LL TEND,
ONLY, STAY WITH ME UNTIL THE END
AND HOLD ME FIRM AND SPEAK TO ME,
UNTIL MY EYES NO LONGER SEE.
I KNOW, IN TIME, YOU TOO WILL SEE,
IT IS A KINDNESS YOU DO TO ME.
ALTHOUGH MY TAIL, IT’S LAST HAS WAVED,
FROM PAIN AND SUFFERING I’VE BEEN SAVED.
DON’T GRIEVE THAT IT SHOULD BE YOU,
WHO HAS TO DECIDE THIS THING TO DO.
WE’VE BEEN SO CLOSE -
WE TWO THESE YEARS.
DON’T LET YOUR HEART HOLD ANY TEARS