Eat drink & be merry! For tomorrow you will die...sad to say but if yer life's a full one then regrets about "going to the next level" "evacuating the vehicle" etc. etc. & so forth, shd be few. Perhaps even none. No regrets. No surrender. When you see the Malacha Muvetz aka The Angel of Death, just say: "Welcome! Come right in. Step lively now...! My old friend..." For its not a bad idea to make friends with Death. Why consider him an enemy? No sense to it. I've seen the Miracle of Birth & the Miracle of Death. Imagine if Death really did ever take a holiday. How tragic would that be...

"Auld Lang Syne" (Scots pronunciation: [ˈɔːl(d) lɑŋˈsəin]: note "s" rather than "z")^[1] is a Scots poem written by Robert Burns in 1788^[2][3] and set to the tune of a traditional folk song (Roud # 6294). It is well known in many countries, especially in the English-speaking world; its traditional use being to celebrate the start of the New Year at the stroke of midnight. By extension, it is also sung at funerals, graduations and as a farewell or ending to other occasions. The international Boy Scout youth movement, in many countries, uses it as a close to jamborees and other functions.

The song's Scots title may be translated into English literally as "old long since", or more idiomatically, "long long ago",^[4] "days gone by" or "old times". Consequently "For auld lang syne", as it appears in the first line of the chorus, might be loosely translated as "for (the sake of) old times".

The phrase "Auld Lang Syne" is also used in similar poems by Robert Ayton(1570–1638), Allan Ramsay (1686–1757), and James Watson (1711) as well as older folk songs predating Burns.^[5] Matthew Fitt uses the phrase "In the days of auld lang syne" as the equivalent of "Once upon a time..." in his retelling of fairy tales in the Scots language.

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Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 
And never brought to mind? 
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 
And days o’ lang syne!

Chorus: 
For auld lang syne, my dear 
For auld lang syne, 
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet 
For auld lang syne!

We twa hae run about the braes, 
And pu’d the gowans fine, 
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot 
Sin’ auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl’t in the burn 
Frae morning sun till dine, 
But seas between us braid hae roar’d 
Sin’ auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere, 
And gie’s a hand o’ thine, 
And we’ll tak a right guid willie-waught 
For auld lang syne!

And surely ye’ll be your pint’ stoup, 
And surely I’ll be mine! 
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet 
For auld lang syne!

--traditional Scots song rendered by Robert Burns

Here's a modern English language translation:

Times Gone By

Should old acquaintances be forgotten, 
And never brought to mind? 
Should old acquaintances be forgotten, 
And days of long ago!

Chorus: 
For times gone by, my dear 
For times gone by,
We will take a cup of kindness yet 
For times gone by.

We two have run about the hillsides 
And pulled the daisies fine, 
But we have wandered many a weary foot 
For times gone by.

We two have paddled (waded) in the stream 
From noon until dinner time, 
But seas between us broad have roared 
Since times gone by.

And there is a hand, my trusty friend, 
And give us a hand of yours, 
And we will take a goodwill drink (of ale) 
For times gone by!

And surely you will pay for your pint, 
And surely I will pay for mine! 
And we will take a cup of kindness yet 
For times gone by!

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