Job 9

E i miei giorni se ne vanno più veloci d’un corriere; fuggono via senz’aver visto il bene;

Mis días han sido más ligeros que un correo; huyeron, y no vieron el bien.

Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.

“Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away. They see no good.