Hairs fading away
Skin wrinkling with old age
Eyes becoming very deem
Oh, is the time around the corner
When one becomes aware of heavenly activities
When one shuttle between heaven and earth
Oh, the time is at hand
How was my early days?
Filled with love
Jumpin with life
Radiant like flowers
That was the days of early age
But now is the time to recollect those days
For me to make account to him who made me
Closed is the eyes
Bright is the darkness
For in darkness
I see my past clearly
Dead is the body
But sound is the mind
For in heaven we shall give account
But now the fire has gone out
And the last flicker gone eternally
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