Everything ends which comes to be

Hans Erich Pfitzner

Everything ends which comes to be.

Everything everywhere passes away,

for time moves on, and the

Sun sees that everything around passes away,

Thinking, speaking, pain, and joy;

And those who had been our grand children

Have vanished as shadows flee the day,

As a breath of wind dispels the mist.

Yes, we once were people too,

Glad and sad, just like you,

And now we are here lifeless,

Are but earth, as you can see.

Everything ends which comes to be.

Everything everywhere passes away.