Ağacım əlimdən düşüb.
He is but the shadow of his former self. / The feet are slow when the head wears snow. / A cracked bell can never sound well. / Old age is a trying stage. / Old age is not a blessing. / Cf. An old ass is never good. / When bees are old, they yield no honey. / A cracked bell can never sound well.
Седина напала, счастье пропало. / Старость не радость, не красные дни. / На старого Потапа выросла лопата. / Уж и хрящи окостенели. / Уплыли годы, как вешние воды.