And I thought the dead who are already dead more fortunate 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、

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.

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 what is done under the sun was grievous to me, for all is vanity and a striving after wind.

“ Why did I not die at birth, come out from the womb and expire?Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?For then 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 princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.Or why was I not as a hidden stillborn child, as infants who never see the light?There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest.There the prisoners are at ease together; they hear not 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 him who is in misery, and life to the bitter in soul,who long for death, but it comes not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,who rejoice exceedingly and are glad when they find the grave?Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?For my sighing comes instead of my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.For the thing that I fear comes upon me, and what I dread befalls me.I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; I have no rest, but trouble comes.”

But he who is joined with all the living has hope, for a living dog is better than a dead lion.For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing, and they have no more reward, for the memory of them is forgotten.Their love and their hate and their envy have already perished, and forever they have no more share in all that is done under the sun.