Ганымид

Our spirits are all six years old,
No matter what our age.
So why should I be frightened by
A man who's twenty-one?

It's true that I'm old for my age;
My spirit is weary.
But I'm young for my age as well.
I'll run you ragged, and
I'll dance you under the table.

So why not let him in?
After all, I might be old, but

See if you can keep up.

I'm an old fart with a young heart.
So form a line, you boys.