When you revel and feast Bask in victories When you ravish the crown Claim the godly reward Do not forget the lurking crows Sitting on the gallows Looming against the sky Waiting for your demise Soon on the scaffold The king will stand For the mirth and glory Will never last For the love and ardor Will never dure When you behold her glow Fairness and the grace When you can feel her warmth Blazing right beside you Do not forget the unkind fate Doom that hangs upon you All here is meant to end Its only temporary Even the fairest flower Will soon die For everything is meant to end Nothing here is built to last When you long to touch the sun Grab the sphere of divine clouds Dont forget that if you reach the utmost peak Then the fall down shall hurt even more
forget, dure, meant, fairness, ardor