Years, like a spring roll on;
And none can hold them back;
Youth, in like manner, slides off;
And space it creates for age;
The throne age gradually takes;
As body decays; and mind weakens;
None of these can anyone hold back.
For, in this world in which we live,
There are things we can change;
And things we cannot change;
Things we can hold back,
And things we must let go;
Among them is youth we must let it go!
And age we must embrace.