Times change, wills change,
You change your being, you change your trust;
Everyone is made up of change,
Always taking on new qualities.
Time covers the ground with a green mantle,
That was once covered with cold snow,
And finally, it converts the sweet song into tears.
And, apart from this changing each day,
Another change makes me astonished:
That life doe not change as it used to.
-Luís Vaz de Camões