So I admired the dead, who have already died, more 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.

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;

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.

Therefore, I hated life because the work that was done under the sun was distressing to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

Why was I not stillborn; why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?Why did the knees receive me, and why were there breasts for me to nurse?Now I would certainly be lying down in peace; I would be asleep. Then I would be at restwith the kings and counselors of the earth, who rebuilt ruined cities for themselves,or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.Or why was I not hidden like a miscarried child, like infants who never see daylight?There the wicked cease to make trouble, and there the weary find rest.The captives are completely at ease; they do not hear the voice of their oppressor.Both small and great are there, and the slave is set free from his master.Why is light given to one burdened with grief, and life to those whose existence is bitter,who wait for death, but it does not come, and search for it more than for hidden treasure,who are filled with much joy and are glad when they reach the grave?Why is life given to a man whose path is hidden, whom God has hedged in?I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.For the thing I feared has overtaken me, and what I dreaded has happened to me.I cannot relax or be still; I have no rest, for trouble comes.

But there is hope for whoever is joined with all the living, since a live dog is better than a dead lion.For the living know that they will die, but the dead don’t know anything. There is no longer a reward for them because the memory of them is forgotten.Their love, their hate, and their envy have already disappeared, and there is no longer a portion for them in all that is done under the sun.