Fast-running Time is running fast,
Transforming present into past.
Discard your schemes; no longer gleams
The fading future of your dreams.
Time carries us from hope to hope
And slowly sweeps us down its slope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome! Time is indeed always ticking away, just watch the face of a clock if you doubt it...