I am a man born to die

I am a man born to die.

I am certain that

I cannot save myself from death,

from descending into death.

Well I know the years I have had,

but those that are to come,

good or bad, I do not know,

nor when my age shall end.

Flee, confusion

that gnaws at my heart at all costs.

Flee far from me.

I have nothing to do with you,

unless, before I die,

some day I may

play and jump, laugh and dance,

with Bacchus and Love.