There is so little time to spare
In a world that whizzes round
At the speed of light, the giddy light
Blinding the eyes and mind.
Snatch each moment of the day;
Steal each breath from the night
Before death comes on silent feet
And sweeps you out of sight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
short and to the point.