The futile world will fade away

Like the wind to never stay all day

Like the wind to never stay all day

Like the flower hardly grown

Turned the head down to the well-known ground

Turned the head down to the well-known ground

Like a wave which just arrived

Takes its way back to the whites of sea

Takes its way back to the whites of sea

Father time will take away

The beauty that some happy days have known

He'll take it back and leave you on your own

So, my friend, use your time

Think and act the way it's fine for you

Use your time 'fore it uses you