1. Gray hair dragged its tail across my temples,
And the maidens with braided tresses deserted me.

2. Many times my proud fortress asked
White banners for protection against fate.

3. The time of my youth has been folded away
By a torrent that snapped my wood until it withered.

4. As the flames of care grew more intense in my heart,
My gray hair blazed out from under its disguise.