When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

When you are old, cannot walk easily anymore,　

　 And nodding by the fire, looking back the youth,　　

How many loved your moments of glad grace,　　

    And loved your beauty with love false or true,　　

But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,　　

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;　

　　　

When you are old and lowered your eyebrows,

Lights glimpse in the dazzle nightfall,

Winds brings the message of you for me,

That is just the very song of my soul,

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,　

    When your are old, cannot walk easily anymore　

      And nodding by the fire, looking back the youth,　　

    How many loved your moments of glad grace,　　

      And loved your beauty with love false or true,　　

   But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,　　

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;　

When I am old and lowered my eyebrows,

Lights glimpse in the dazzle nightfall,

Winds brings the message of you for me,

That is just the very song of my soul,

When I am old, really wish,

This song is only just for you.