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.