Granddad was 80 years, physically still strong
Went every Sunday by foot from house to church
Days he was sitting against the windowpane, he greeted everyone
Kids were always in his house and parents were around
But one day grandson decided, grandpa was to old
Grandson bought the house and renovated it
Granddad got transported to a elderly condo
He got a room on the thirteenth floor with a bed
Grandpa didn’t need to complain on nursing
Three times a day a meal and sometimes a short talk
But grandpa missed his house, his windowpane and his street
The neighborhood where he used to live, where his house still stands
But… Granddad was put away, cleaned up and dropped down
Thank you for the work, you can go now
Granddad is conserved, kept out of society
Your time is over, you can go now
Granddad…
Like, once a year, grandson drops by
One short visit, it’s always pretty sourish
Grandson tells about his work, his wife, his house
That house in that nice neighborhood, that was grandpa’s home
Grandson says: “Grandpa, I need to go now”
The coffee cup not even empty, but the duty is done
And granddad thinks silently: “Why me?”
Deep inside grandpa, it’s his heart that cries out loud
Granddad passed away, he couldn’t take it no more
His whole life he worked hard and then he had to go
Grandpa is slowly murdered and it took a year
But grandson is happy in that house in that nice neighborhood…
