Yes, The First Morning Of

Drink Wine. This Is Life Eternal. This Is All That Youth Will Give You. It Is The Season For Wine, Roses And Drunken Friends. Be Happy For This Moment. This Moment Is Your Life.

Dead Yesterdays And Unborn Tomorrows, Why Fret About It, If Today Be Sweet.

The Stars Are Setting And The Caravan Starts For The Dawn Of Nothing-oh, Make Haste!

So When That Angel Of The Darker Drink, At Last Shall Find You By The River-brink, And, Offering His Cup, Invite Your Soul Forth To Your Lips To Quaff-you Shall Not Shrink.

We Are In Truth But Pieces On This Chess Board Of Life, Which In The End We Leave, Only To Drop One By One Into The Grave Of Nothingness.