1. The holiday has come, and my soul
Is still angry at fate and defiant

2. The year passes to be followed by others
My troubles stay constant if not on the rise

3. The stars circle round in their mansions
Proceeding ahead on their well-trodden path

4. Our lives get folded as time marches on
One generation reaps as another is sown

5. Nothing has changed in the march of time
Save that fools keep on with their critique