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How fruitless laments the teacher,

Nothing filled but with vanities;

Unproductive says the preacher,

Benefits not humanities.

 

What benefit do people get,

What profits the man to labor;

It seems like man goes deep in debt,

Dies while owing his neighbor.

 

From all effort which we expend,

A generation comes and goes;

But earth remains through ages end,

Continues the same as time flows.

 

The sun rises and the sun sets,

As it scurries across the sky;

Allowing the darkness make threats,

As the moon starts to become nigh.

 

To the south the wind is blowing,

To the north it circles around;

Around to return by flowing,

As whispering trees make their sound.

 

All the streams flow into the sea,

But the sea has not become filled;

Down the mountains water flows free,

Because rain and snow has instilled.

 

Monotony is tiresome,

Full of labor not to utter;

By someone who is deaf and dumb,

As being dragged through the gutter.

 

The eye is never glad in seeing,

The ear is not pleased with hearing;

God sends a spiritual being,

Never is seen when appearing.

 

What exists now is what will be,

What has been done and will be done;

Nothing truly on earth you see,

No new things as under the sun.

 

No one remembers the events,

That are preparing to occur;

When changing history prevents,

Our memories as a blur.

 

Is there anything I can say?

About anything that looks new;

But was not made in our day,

Before our time to pursue.




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