1. The dew glistened, the canopy rose high,
Parties of revelry came, each one vying.

2. They called for a morning drink, the darkness lifted,
With the ringdoves' cooing, pressing their claim.

3. So rise with spring's vigor, do not waste
The days of youth extravagantly outpaced.

4. Look, there, a wispy cloud turns away
From beauty and a meadow turning away.

5. Blossoms flutter above their stems
And freshness heals and beauty that redeems.

6. The climbing vines spread out, arranged,
Branching, intertwined, the garden preened

7. In its golden hue, with flowers that
Catch the eyes and steal the gazes fat.

8. Spring busied itself weaving its coat,
For spring is a crafty and skillful goat.

9. Nothing better than carefree joie de vivre
When passion adorns life like a necklace gives.

10. And a pack whose perfection conquers
Their nature, nourished by luxury's offers.

11. I drew them into conversation and though
Glasses flowed between us, they did not withdraw.

12. My heart is bound to them, my gaze does not
Turn from their beauty, by God, it does not rove!

13. My love for them is known, and my passion exceeds
Whatever I may describe, this is what their bond needs.

14. Days with them slipped by,
If only they could be retrieved, revived!

15. My power was endless, my hand
Lofty, my stature familiar and grand.

16. I raced after my youth but no
Infirmity walked into my dominion.

17. I crossed the meadows, fierce, intrepid,
Bold, dashing, proud, and dauntless.

18. If I walked, people followed me,
If I paused, they paused immediately.

19. Now my flight is grounded, after
My loftiness and my prime, I despair.

20. After supremacy, I openly
Confess, to all creation, frailty.

21. Thus days end - after youth, decline
And senility. However long his term

22. A man is the target of destroying fate,
One day. What a miserable state!

23. Cursed is what old age brings,
Blessed is what the predecessors did.