Youth's the season made for joys

Youth's the season made for joys;

Love is then our duty.

She alone who that employs

Well deserves her beauty.

Let's be gay while we may

Drink and sport yet today;

Let's be gay

while we may,

Beauty's a flow'r despis'd in decay.

Let us drink and sport today;

Ours is not tomorrow.

Love with youth flies swift away,

Age is naught but sorrow.

Dance and sing,

Time's on the wing,

Life never knows the return of spring.