Panta Rhei کے بول

What does a man gain by all the toil? At which he toils under this Sun? Generations come Generations go But the earth stands forever fast Vanity of Vanities! Inexorable a-way Vanities of Vanities! All is vanity: Panta Rhei! The Sun rises and the Sun goes down (And it) hastens to the place where it rises The wind blows to the south And goes around to the north Around and around goes the wind And on its circuits the wind returns Vanity of Vanities! Inexorable a-way Vanities of Vanities! All is vanity: Panta Rhei!