No last words, but one night when my grandfather was on the hospital for terminal, he stood up to quietly and calmy approach to take a glance at the window. He had been in severe pain, but now it seemed as if there wasn't anything wrong with him. My father who was with him at the time asked what was wrong and he said with the biggest grin on his face "Mira, un angel, y esta con tu mamá" (Look, an angel, and he is with your mother"). My grandmother had passed away some years before him. Im not sure how long he lasted since then, but I think this last beautiful moments reveal the most profound wishes of one's soul.