You must admit Old age, in point of fact, is an advantage. You have no hair and therefore no headache Over how to comb it – to the back or side, To make a parting or to go without. You have no teeth and you are never tempted To bite off more than you can chew. Besides, you waste no time with your own toothbrush. When feet go slow you save on shoes. You shrink from crossing rapid streams And take a bath instead Avoiding all the risks of being drowned And saving thus your pains. You don't go chasing pretty girls now – Your heart may rest. It's comical, isn't it, watching lads Waste breath and time, Wear their shoes out – Oh, how they suffer when they are in love! – And all for what? – For pretty misses. o sum up – A man would surely not exchange The wisdom of old age For all the follies of his youth If he had any sense. Albinas Žukauskas, translated by Lionginas Paž?sis