Demigods and heroes fascinated us with a crown,
Worn by a king whose character was tested.
The challenges caught in a funeral so solidly achieved,
Here the heroes dimmed the atmosphere
With the disappearance of the sun,
As dusk was approaching.
By night a god would challenge
The heroes for the next day.
A crowned man of kingly nature
Had made the statement so solidly,
That we achieve food and drink
But those of higher worth do gain
By the challenges of youth and old age.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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