Alexander left the world with hands that were bare
And so, my dear, will we
For to carry on the treasures we gather
No one has yet found the key.
What will go forward for us
From the day we were given birth
Are the good deeds showered on others
And the name that we earned on this earth.
So let us ensure it is good
And ,if needed, over a new leaf, turn
For the legacy that we will leave behind
Will define the name that we earn.