Time is continually pressing upon us
Never letting us take breath
But always coming after us, like a taskmaster with a whip
If at any moment time stays his hand
It is only when we are delivered over to the misery of boredom
But if all wishes were fulfilled as soon as they arose
How would man occupy their lives?
(Time is our master, we are its slave) [?x]
Time is continually pressing upon us
Boom!
We are impatient to finish
And glad to be done