My darling, I am growing old
There are silver threads among the gold
They shine upon my brow today
My love, my life is fading fast away
But, my darling, you will be, you will be
Always young and fair to me
Yes, my darling, you will be, will be
Always young and fair to me
And when your hair is silver white, my love
And your cheeks no longer bright
With the roses of the Beck, my love
I will kiss your lips and say
Oh, my darling, mine alone, alone
You have never older grown
Yes, my darling, mine alone, alone
You have never older grown
