A young man and is strength, old and gray, splendor to the end. Listen, is
this the way you thought it would be, the old days better than these.
Despise old foolish kings, they never know how to listen, they never heed
any warning. They say, we will sustain you, we will rescue you, and we
will
carry you. Will you lift them up and carry them all the days of your
lives,
until you recall the days of old, when we danced and were glad, young men
and old as well, when we had thoughts of gladness, comfort and joy, not
days
weighed down with years.
Thank you.
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