The old man laid lonely on a sofa of his own age
Suddenly the door was opened and someone came in with a rage
The old said you're older I guess and your'e late
It's great and I knew you'll appear a day, and I couldn't wait
The man was so happy of the entrance and cried of joy
The death angel got his life and walked away with coy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem