I may have been rich on the off chance that I'd needed the gold
rather than the companionships I've made.
I may have had notoriety on the off chance that I'd looked for prestige
in the hours when I intentionally played.
Presently I'm remaining to-day on the most distant edge of life,
what's more, I'm simply looking in reverse to see
What I've finished with the years and the days that were mine,
and every one of that has transpired.
I haven't manufactured quite a bit of a fortune to clear out
to the individuals who should convey my name,
What's more, nothing I've done might entitle me now
to a place on the tablets of distinction.
In any case, I've cherished the immense sky and its spaces of blue;
I've lived with the winged creatures and the trees;
I've abandoned the quality of silver and gold
to partake in such joys as these.
I've given my opportunity to the youngsters who came;
together we've frolicked and we've played,
Also, I wouldn't trade the happy hours spent
with them for the cash that I may have made.
I was known and be adored by the few,
also, was hard of hearing to the acclamations of men;
Also, I'd settle on a similar decision should the shot
come to me to carry on with my life over once more.
I've lived with my companions and I've partaken in their delights,
known distress with the greater part of its tears;
I have gathered much from my sections of land of life,
in spite of the fact that some say I've misused my years.
For much that is fine has been mine to appreciate,
what's more, I think I have lived to my best,
What's more, I have no lament, as I'm nearing the end,
for the gold that I may have had.