This world, bound in the limits of destiny's inspiration,
Unbound, in the course of nature's change
Changes its form every moment
Sometimes, dusted by autumn's dew,
Wrapping its body with the soft flowers of spring,
It dresses up like a bride
Sometimes, wrapped in the flames of sorrow,
It walks on the embers of summer
In this course of change, the sun,
Moon, stars, earth and sky all come
No one is untouched by this, that is why
Ocean in the desert, ocean in the ocean
Sometimes, fire burns in the ocean
But man, afflicted by hatred, enmity, greed, competition
Frightened of his own shadow,
has changed himself so much in this course of change that today he has become a follower of his own needs
Nature says that the inert mountains and oceans that shine like hot gold on earth have been created
Only to confuse human vision When has it been able to pacify the chest of man burning with the fire of desire by raising the tide of its beauty
When, by great fortune, man has been born
To decorate and adorn him,
we need the honey-scented, moon-played night
When, thirsty for monsoon,
has it been able to quench the thirst of life by licking the dew
It seems that humanity depended on the pillars of kindness, religion and faith,
It has been shattered into particles in the storm of the lust of the self-naked man
Then, the man devoid of insight says
To be very humble does not mean
That even while living in a dense creeper, our desire for life remains thirsty
Never ask anyone from where the stream of cool water springs,
Rather, the peace that has been collected by the hard efforts of a lifetime,
By building a hut there,
we should worship the feet of the Lord I live fearlessly
