1. Our souls are filled with evils beyond reform
If one of us is righteous, such a one is rare

2. Our morals did not decay by our choice
But by a fate the divine decrees preordain

3. The origin is cheating, branches conform
How can sons be loyal when fathers betray?

4. When deeds are diseased, their names and motives show it
Tell the foolish raven, if hearing, it can change its color

5. Your generosity is unknown, your stinginess evident
Your glory gone, your body wasted and gaunt

6. O children of this age, though your forms are tall
In noble deeds, you fall shorter than all

7. Long ago, the den cried: where are the cubs?
The forest cried: where are the fierce lions?

8. In every land, death sets its traps
Swearing no soul shall its grip escape

9. A deer roamed where it had no place
And wandered into the jaws of death