Before the Strength Runs Out

We'll all die one day anyway!
When that day comes, standing before our graves,
who shed a tear or two, who didn't—
what will any of it matter to us then?

That's why I say:
as long as we're alive,
as long as there's strength in our bodies,
let us, come—
eat, drink, make merry;
and do all those things,
whatever takes strength to do,
whatever brings us joy,
whatever harms no one,
whatever cheats no one.

When our strength is spent,
those moralizing people will vanish too—
the ones whose words we've obeyed,
keeping ourselves starved of happiness
day after day.