⁹ For we were born but yesterday and know nothing.
    Our days on earth are as fleeting as a shadow.

⁴ For they are like a breath of air;
    their days are like a passing shadow.

² We blossom like a flower and then wither.
    Like a passing shadow, we quickly disappear.

¹¹ My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows.
    I am withering away like grass.

⁴ For you, a thousand years are as a passing day,
    as brief as a few night hours.

⁵ You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.
    My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
    at best, each of us is but a breath.” Interlude