Will you even love me when: My smile will become dull, When the wrinkles on my face will sharpen, When the sparkle in my eyes will go haze, When my stories will sound like a maze, When my voice will start trembling, When i will start forgetting everything, When my hands will begin to shake, When I will not be able to differentiate, When I will not be able to support you in anyway, When I will have no tales and stories to narrate, When i will become a little whimsical, When i will get irritated with no explanation, When you will have to find reasons to make me smile, When you will have to take care of me like a child, When i will not be able to give you any happiness, When i will have nothing to fill your life with cheerfulness, Will you even love me then? As much as you do now...