中文
青絲白髮一瞬間，年華老去向誰言。
春風若有憐花意，可否許我再少年。
English
Black locks turn grey within a fleeting breath;
age creeps on me, yet to whom speak my grief?
If spring breeze pities blossoms doomed to fade,
could it bestow one youthful phase on me?
歐洲葡萄牙語
Os cabelos negros tornam brancos num instante breve;
envelheço, mas a quem contar a minha mágoa?
Se a brisa primaveril compadece as flores que murcham,
poderia ela dar-me outra vez a juventude?
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