So I congratulated the dead who are already dead, more than the living who are still living.

因此，我赞叹那早已死的死人，胜过那还活着的活人。

因此，我赞叹那已死的死人，胜过那还活着的活人。

因此，我赞叹那已死的死人，胜过那还活着的活人。

我为那已死的人庆幸，因为他们比活着的人幸福。

我赞叹那已死的人，胜过那还活着的人。

所以我感叹，那些早已死去的死人，胜过那些还活着的活人；

因此，我讚歎那早已死的死人，勝過那還活着的活人。

因此，我讚歎那已死的死人，勝過那還活着的活人。

因此，我讚歎那已死的死人，勝過那還活着的活人。

我為那已死的人慶幸，因為他們比活著的人幸福。

我讚歎那已死的人，勝過那還活著的人。

故此我祝賀那已死了的死人，勝過那還活着的活人；

所以我感嘆，那些早已死去的死人，勝過那些還活著的活人；

故我稱已死者、甚於尚生之人、

我竊思死者較生者為尤幸。

我讚嘆已死者較尚生者為幸、

And I declared that the dead, who had already died, are happier than the living, who are still alive.

Then I announced that those who have already died are happier than those who are still alive.

And I thought the dead who are already dead more fortunate than the living who are still alive.

So I concluded that the dead are better off than the living.

So I commended the dead, who have already died, more than the living, who are still alive.

Therefore I praised the dead who were already dead, More than the living who are still alive.

Wherefore I praised the dead that have been long dead more than the living that are yet alive;

So I admired the dead, who have already died, more than the living, who are still alive.

Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive.

So I considered those who are dead and gone more fortunate than those who are still alive.

Therefore I praised the dead who have been long dead more than the living who are yet alive.

So I hated life, for the work which had been done under the sun was unhappy to me; because everything is futility and striving after wind.

“ Why did I not die at birth, Come out of the womb and pass away?Why were the knees there in front of me, And why the breasts, that I would nurse?For now I would have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept then, I would have been at rest,With kings and counselors of the earth, Who rebuilt ruins for themselves;Or with rulers who had gold, Who were filling their houses with silver.Or like a miscarriage which is hidden, I would not exist, As infants that never saw light.There the wicked cease from raging, And there the weary are at rest.The prisoners are at ease together; They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.The small and the great are there, And the slave is free from his master.“ Why is light given to one burdened with grief, And life to the bitter of soul,Who long for death, but there is none, And dig for it more than for hidden treasures;Who are filled with jubilation, And rejoice when they find the grave?Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, And whom God has shut off?For my groaning comes at the sight of my food, And my cries pour out like water.For what I fear comes upon me, And what I dread encounters me.I am not at ease, nor am I quiet, And I am not at rest, but turmoil comes.”

For whoever is joined to all the living, there is hope; for better a live dog, than a dead lion.For the living know that they will die; but the dead do not know anything, nor do they have a reward any longer, for their memory is forgotten.Indeed their love, their hate, and their zeal have already perished, and they will no longer have a share in all that is done under the sun.