世は浮世狂言・・・改めて

世事　都て訛たり 一石
當年　風貌　細腰（さいよう）多し
浮客時を痛む　髪己（すで）に皤（しろ）し
何ぞ人生に耐えん　胡蝶の夢
今に到り識（し）る可（べ）し
事都（すべ）て訛（か）なるを

In this fake of the World by Ein Stein (my title as a poet)
In those days of his youth, they were good looking,
as time goes by the pilgrim’s hair getting white,
how dear he could tolerate to live this life mere like a dream,
now that it is revealed all the world affair is only a fake.
(In old Chinese poem style)