What We Have Now

What we have now is too easy to choose, but not too hard to lose In times of sorrow; who felt a bit sorry for Mack... when he was lonelier than Jack? Ah, who was aware of his loneliness that made him cry for hours; haven't we cried alone hiding our tears behind dark smiles, never thinking it wouldn't happen to us? Even rain falls on both weak,and strong, we have the same awful fate; death is Mankind's grave: who can escape it? What we have now needs strength to grow, it must be held tight; we thought life would have given us only the greatest joys, never a single doubt, heartache or tear! Will we go on ignoring fear... when it poses a threat? Ah, the outcome is a sure defeat! What we have now will be lost tomorrow... if uncertain days will come; whatever we have now will be stolen by the quick hands of merciless time that favors the slick; all we can is to find some comfort in bitter wine!