O my companion,
Worldly comfort is an illusion,
As soon you get it, it goes.

Some praise me, some blame me. I
go the other way.

The world is a nest of crows; some caw in praise; some caw in derision. But men should be above the reach of praise and blame.

The fire of doubt is not extinguished, even by wandering through foreign lands and countries. If inner filth is not removed, one's life is cursed, and one's clothes are cursed.

Greed is a dog; falsehood is a filthy street-sweeper. Cheating is eating a rotting carcass. Slandering others is putting the filth of others into your own mouth. The fire of anger is the outcaste who burns dead bodies at the crematorium.

Give up your selfishness, and you shall find peace; like water mingling with water, you shall merge in absorption.

Death would not be called bad, o people, if one knew how to truly die.