Qoèlet
(clipping)
luciopicca
vanity of vanities
everything is vanity
which gain virene
(to man)
for all the effort with which
is he struggling under the sun?
a generation goes away
another arrives
turns and goes
and on the turns the wind returns
yet the sea is not
never full
all words run out
no one is capable of
express yourself thoroughly
the eye is not satisfied with looking
nor is the ear ever satisfied with hearing
there is nothing new
under the sun
no memory remains
not even of those who will be
memory will be preserved
everything is vanity
it's like running after the wind
what is wrong cannot be done
straighten up
what is missing is not possible
to count
wisdom, science, foolishness, folly
this is also running
behind the wind
breathlessness, pain
enjoy the pleasure?
this too is vanity
folly
wine
there is no gain
only fate
will not remain a lasting memory
all will be forgotten
what profit
fatigue
concerns
breathlessness
failure
run after the wind
everything has its moment
be born, die
to plant, uproot
cure
demolish, build
cry, laugh
mourning, dance
to collect
to hug
seek, lose
keep, throw away
tear, sew
keep quiet, speak
love, hate
war, peace
what earnings?
with no reason
nothing to take away
to happen
iniquity
beast
no advantage
everything is dust
works
oppressions
without consolation
violence
passing away
envy
... devours his flesh
torment
who is alone
has no one
… His eye is not
never satiated
heavy occupation
come closer to listen
concerns
dreams
Chatter
illusions
many words
he is the king of the countryside
never satiated
profiteers
sweet is sleep
satiety
naked
will not receive anything
to take with you
having thrown
worries
ailment
abortion
darkness
he knows nothing
never serious
wander with desire
contend
words increase
emptiness grows
what use?
vain existence
pass away
shadow
ointment
mourning
buffet
reflection
sadness
the plums under the pot
extortion
corruption
better the end
heritage
useful
happy, ... reflection
curved
days in vain
rumors
what happens remains far away
who can understand?
know, investigate, seek
come
conclusion
to recognize
folly
laces
net
chain
to fail
complications
opportune time
you are not masters
hold back
there is no escape
domain
ruin
in the city you forget
fate
… Will find nothing
in front of
the dead know nothing
the memory vanished
everything is now over
drink your wine
fleeting existence
activity, calculation, science, wisdom
agile, the race
strong, war
beware, wealth
intelligent, esteem
time and chance catch up
fatal network
caught in a snare
misfortune
fortifications
commander of fools
error
folly
-that's crazy
to dig
the pit
fall
there is no profit for the charmer
deadly madness
the foolish multiplies the words
to revel
the ceiling collapses
inertia
wine makes life happy
money responds
to every need
the wind
sowing
look at the clouds
vital breath
womb of a pregnant woman
you don't know what job
you will do better
everything that happens
vanity
youth
… In the days of your youth
youth and black hair
I am a breath
- I don't have any taste
the clouds return again
after the rain
the keepers of the houses will tremble
the brave will bend
the doors will close
the noise of the grinding wheel will be lowered
will stick
they will fade
you will be afraid of the heights
terror will be felt on the way
the almond tree will blossom
the amphora is broken at the source
the pulley falls
dust
vanity of vanities
everything is vanity
prods
you never stop writing
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