. Old age The grandson: grandfather, why don't you have teeth

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. Old age The grandson: grandfather, why don't you have teeth? Why are you praying alone?. E treme, like the sick When they have a fever, grandfather? Why is your hair white?? Why do you lean on a staff?? grandfather, Because, like ice, Your hand is so cold? Why is your face so sad?? Your voice is so shaky? grandfather, what is your dislike? Why don't you laugh like us?? the grandmother: My grandson, which is my charm, You were just born… And I, I've been living so much That I'm tired of living! The years, that are passing by, They're killing us without mercy: Only you can do it, speaking, Give me joy, you alone! Your smile, child, Fall upon my martyrdoms, Like a glimmer of hope, As a blessing from God! Inspired by this poem

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. Old age The grandson: grandfather , why don&#39 ; t you have teeth ? Why are you praying alone ?. E treme , like the sick When they have a fever , grandfather ? Why is your hair white ?? Why do you lean on a staff ?? grandfather , Because , like ice , Your hand is so cold ? Why is your face so sad ?? Your voice is so shaky ? grandfather , what is your dislike ? Why don&#39 ; t you laugh like us ?? the grandmother: My grandson , which is my charm , You were just born… And I , I&#39 ; ve been living so much That I&#39 ; m tired of living ! The years , that are passing by , They&#39 ; re killing us without mercy: Only you can do it , speaking , Give me joy , you alone ! Your smile , child , Fall upon my martyrdoms , Like a glimmer of hope , As a blessing from God ! Inspired by this poem

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. Old age The grandson: grandfather, why don't you have teeth? Why are you praying alone?. E treme, like the sick When they have a fever, grandfather? Why is your hair white?? Why do you lean on a staff?? grandfather, Because, like ice, Your hand is so cold? Why is your face so sad?? Your voice is so shaky? grandfather, what is your dislike? Why don't you laugh like us?? the grandmother: My grandson, which is my charm, You were just born… And I, I've been living so much That I'm tired of living! The years, that are passing by, They're killing us without mercy: Only you can do it, speaking, Give me joy, you alone! Your smile, child, Fall upon my martyrdoms, Like a glimmer of hope, As a blessing from God! Inspired by this poem

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