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

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、

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.

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

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, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

“ Why did I not perish at birth, and die as I came from the womb?Why were there knees to receive me and breasts that I might be nursed?For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at restwith kings and rulers of the earth, who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child, like an infant who never saw the light of day?There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.Captives also enjoy their ease; they no longer hear the slave driver’s shout.The small and the great are there, and the slaves are freed from their owners.“ Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter of soul,to those who long for death that does not come, who search for it more than for hidden treasure,who are filled with gladness and rejoice when they reach the grave?Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?For sighing has become my daily food; my groans pour out like water.What I feared has come upon me; what I dreaded has happened to me.I have no peace, no quietness; I have no rest, but only turmoil.”

Anyone who is among the living has hope— even a live dog is better off than a dead lion!For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing; they have no further reward, and even their name is forgotten.Their love, their hate and their jealousy have long since vanished; never again will they have a part in anything that happens under the sun.