I started to think of

what I've done with my hands

Worked hard and suffered for

nothing but emptiness

Want to cry to die

under the sun that's why

Wisdom and foolishness

nothing but emptiness

Wisdom is better than folly

The wise have got eyes in their head

while fools walk about in the dark

But they meet the same destiny

Want to cry to die

Can you tell me why?

Then I said in my silent mind

I've the same fate as the fool

Want to cry to die

Can you tell me why?

Want to cry to die

Is it all a lie?

How can all my wisdom serve me?

The wise must die like a fool

All Man's days full of pain

all he does brings him grief

No comfort just oppressed

nothing but emptiness

All his tears all his fears

under the sun it breeds

Hopelessness wickedness

nothing but emptiness

God has granted Man abundance

a gift of God power to enjoy

He won't dwell upon the passing years

because God satisfies