Growing old is a privilege
Marching through the world’s bondage;
So never leave behind any regrets
While trying to achieve the targets.

Be thankful to God for all things
As he showered on us plenty of blessings;
Appreciate everything you’ve got
As all God given things mean a lot.

All things and people mean to you
So thank God before the time is through;
Be watchful and never be late
When the time comes, God opens the gate.

Leave all worldly and foolish things apart
And draw closer to the Sacred Heart;
Say ‘thanks’ for all the melodious songs
Say ‘sorry’ for all bad strings and the wrongs.