How the waves of the sea kiss the shore!
War spares not the brave, but the cowardly.
Cursed be he above all others Who's enslaved by love of money. Money takes the place of brothers, Money takes the place of parents, Money brings us war and slaughter.
Ah, cruel 'tis to love, And cruel not to love, But cruelest of all To love and love in vain.
Life is like a chariot-wheel that ever rolls along.
To-day belongs to me, To-morrow who can tell.