Young Heart Of The Old Frame

Oh, old man and women of the world Forget your age; you have just lived more days Experienced more springs, nothing else You may have a few junk nuts at your joints But nothing happened to your heart It remains as fresh as of nineteen years Shun the notion that you are old Be cherubic as you were used to be When you were young Pull up your face a little bit, get up And go to the market, buy a red hat A box of chocolate and a rose, red I have bought a few pairs of sandals High heeled with yellow laces And few gauges of ribbons In all bright colours including turquoise and purple To send via courier to my new friend But people say I am spoiled Because of the picture you set Come on, Let us change the perception Of the world about us, old.