THE LAST BATTLE If it should be that I grow frail and weak, and pain should keep me from my sleep, then will you do what must be done? For this – The last battle – can´t be won. For on this day, more than the rest, your love and friendship must stand the test. We have had so many happy years, you wouldn´t want me to suffer so, when the time comes, please let me go. Take me to where my needs they´ll tend, Only, stay with me until the end, and hold me firm and speak to me, until my eyes no longer see. I know in time you will agree, It is a kindness you do for me. Although my tail its last has waved, From pain and suffering I have been saved. Don´t grieve that it must be you, who has to decide this thing you do. We´ve been so close – we two – these years. Don´t let your heart hold any tears.