Time flows day after day,
Stealing dreams and hope away.
Eating Beauty and all your force.
Death sitting in front of your house,
Waits patiently the last moment
Where you will stagger — broken.
In a futile burst, full of arrogance,
Believing to last the dance,
You flirt with Youth, already cursed.
But Death laughs at all these tricks.
Time, her lover, bringing with him Nyx
Will knock down your last defense.
Treading your last illusions forever,
Laughing at your vain effort,
In a macabre dance, Hazard, Destiny
And Remorse will enjoy your agony.
Whatever you will do, remember,
Time, in the end, will always be the winner.