Silver threads among the gold.kar

Darling I am growing old,
Silver threads among the gold

Shine upon my brow today,
Life is fading fast away.

But my darling you will be, will be
Always young and fair to me.

Yes my darling you will be
Always young and fair to me.

When your hair is silver white,
And your cheeks no longer bright

With the roses of the May,
I will kiss your lips and say,

Oh, my darling, mine alone, alone
You have never older grown.

Yes my darling, mine alone
You have never older grown.

Love can never more grow old,
Locks may lose their brown and gold,

Cheeks may fade and hollow grow
But the hearts that love will know.

Never, never winter's frost and chill
Summer warmth is in them still.

Never winter's frost and chill
Summer's warmth is in them still.