CONVERSATION

You Are Old Dear Father, My Son Said One Day
With Little Hair Left And Wrinkles On Your Face
But You Are Still Active Father, How This I Pray
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.

In The Days Of My Youth, Dear Son Of Mine
I Knew My Youth Would Pass Off Any Day
I Cared For My Health And My Vigour As Well
Lest I Miss Them At Any Future Date.

But You Are Old, Dear Father,My Young Son Screamed
With Pleasures Of Your Youth Passed Away
Yet You Do Not Lament For The Days That Are Gone
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.

In The Days Of My Youth, Dear Son I said
I Knew My Youth Would Not Last All Days
I Learned To Live In The Living Present
Without A Thought For The Bygone Days.

But You Are OLd , Dear Father,My Young Son Maintained
And You Are Also Ageing Day By Day
You Are Yet Cheerful And Ever Care Free
Now Tell Me Your Secret, I Wish You Would Say.

I Am Cheerful, I Said,As I Rose To Leave
The Cause For The Same, Let Your Wisdom Believe
In My Youth I Left It To God To Take Care Of Me
And By Joe Todate HE Has Done It Without Fail.

I Realise, I Realise, My son Now Again Screamed
The Cause For Your Youth In Your Old Age
You Are Not Old Nor You Will Ever Be
You Are Only Becoming A Classic To My Mother And Me.


Composed By --- Baiyu ---London March 2004