1. My mind, long has been your polishing.
People chatter endlessly back and forth.

2. Soon death will free me,
For I am bound and imprisoned.

3. It seems those who've shared my experiences are idols,
Delighting in their own will and determination.

4. When my soul departs my limbs,
My body will have no knowledge of its leaving.

5. I'm a captive, never to return, for my departure is final.
Matters confuse the innocent,

6. As if reason itself were fettered.