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– Mina egna grejer

My beloved has found some wrinkles,

My head is getting bold

But we are both quite young.

We just look old.. ??

It's me, with a brain, a heart and a soul

This head is not just a pretty mole

The one who never has enough

Of life full of play, love and laugh.

You see, aging is no illness

Unless it's stagnation depended stillness.

Better be stabbed by a knife,

than losing the Zest of Life.

If your soul is on a noble pursuit,

You won't disappoint your purpose, or root.

So be grateful for another day!

And tell the world you're here to stay!

My mind is flowing

And my consciousness growing

But the direction I aim

Will remain the same

No fame, no shame

Just want to play the game

We live to love and to play

There is no other way

חיננית נעמדת החיטה

ובאומץ מחליטה

ואת ראשה מעלה מושיטה

אלעל מביטה

הרוח היום בת בריתה

הסערה את שלה כבר עשתה

מהחופש נהנתה

ואט אט שקטה.