WHEN I'M SIXTY-FOUR

La verdad es que, mientras escribía la entrada anterior de hace un par de días sobre La vejez y los superhéroes, no dejaba de buscar mentalmente un tema musical adecuado con el que poder ilustrar la argumentación del post. Tenía dos candidatos principales: la canción de Alphaville y este tema de los Beatles, perteneciente al álbum 'Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band' de 1967. Finalmente me decanté por 'Forever Young', pero esta canción de los de Liverpool es tan buena que no podía dejar pasar la ocasión de colgarla aquí.

No me iba a quedar con las ganas. :)

WHEN I'M SIXTY-FOUR

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
You'll be older too,
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.
Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera Chuck & Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.