Brigada AI - Men of to-day Lyrics

Men of to‑day and yester's nought
Before you were the things we see
Who gave a guess or gave a thought
That such as you to‑day should be?
Ah passers by the common way
Who thought of ye before to‑day?
Men of to‑day to‑morrow's dust
When years have past where shall ye go?
What vulgar daub or hurried lust [...]
Shall chronicle your joy and woe?
Waves on the crest of life's swift sea
After to‑day who'll think of ye?
Genius alone can rouse the fire
That in your glorious nature lies;
Genius alone can strike the Iyre
And raise your name to mortal skies;
Genius of death can tear the pall
And yester's nought may be an all.
But virtue fool like human tears
By sand of earth too surely drunk
Sinks in the dust of passing years
Nor knowest thou where has it sunk.
Let genius then the laurel wear;
To‑morrow's dust may live for e'er.
Waves on the crest of life's swift sea
After to‑day who'll think of ye?
Genius alone can rouse the fire
That in your glorious nature lies;
Genius alone can strike the Iyre
And raise your name to mortal skies;
Genius of death can tear the pall
And yester's nought may be an all.
But virtue fool like human tears
By sand of earth too surely drunk
Sinks in the dust of passing years
Nor knowest thou where has it sunk.
Let genius then the laurel wear;
To‑morrow's dust may live for e'er