Youth's the season made for joys;
Love is then our duty.
She alone who that employs
Well deserves her beauty.
Let's be gay while we may
Drink and sport yet today;
Let's be gay 
while we may,
Beauty's a flow'r despis'd in decay.

Let us drink and sport today;
Ours is not tomorrow.
Love with youth flies swift away,
Age is naught but sorrow.
Dance and sing,
Time's on the wing,
Life never knows the return of spring.