When you think you have reached the top,
You know you have lost.
When you see the burdens of life,
You find yourself far behind.

When you think you have won the game,
You see that you have lost,
You look for your mother’s lap,
To cling on and weep!

Victory goes away from you,
But you are with tears in the eyes,
The toughest time of life.

Was this a nice sweet dish?
The game which has lost all skills,
I think, yes it was!