What is this life, if full of care
we have no time to stand and stare
No, time to stand beneath the trees
and stare for long at sheep and geese
No, time to feel the breeze that pass
and see the squirrels hide their nuts in grass
No, time to stand in broad daylight
and see the stars that shine at night
No, time to see the birds that sing
and see the temple bells that ring
A, poor life like this if full of care
we have no time to stand and stare.
