Where is my grandma? For she is not here.
I cannot find my grandmother anywhere.
Where is the noble woman with white and gray hair?
I long for her presence and love to be near.

Some say that she is gone; she passed to the other side.
Her dear old soul is no longer alive.
After a long hard battle, her fate was revealed.
Her heart stopped beating, and her life was sealed.

Although her spirit has passed, her memory remains.
She lives inside my heart, her blood flows through my veins.
Time is irrevocable, life on earth fleeting.
But with her in my heart, my heart will keep on beating.