Abed Azrié - Wandering | Текст песни

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TARAFA (543-569)

In life I see a treasure
Dilapidated with each night.
Days escape this ruination
Only time is undermined.

Such days shatter all deception.
The man denied a crust of bread,
A shirt to clothe, a time to meet,
Will prove himself a harbinger.

I rise for combat or for pleasure.
Can your opprobrium immortalize?
In your impotence
to stay my death,
Let me contemplate it
with my means.

Never will I cease to drink
and savor pleasure,
in a reckless squandering
Of proprety and heritage.