Oh! Old man
You only can embrace the sorrow
Decrepitude, sickness and death are your ever accomplice
Oh! Old man
You are running away from life
Remain lasting is one kind of war for you
You beautifying like the outcast coin
You are unable to arrange of love
Insincere foolish you are, ignorant child
Oh! Old man
Decrepitude, Sickness and death are your ever accomplice.
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