1. I have brought the green meadow bare
The rain has clothed it with fabrics so the plants are clad

2. The anemones therein become happy at dusk
From what the runoff of mountain and lion have watered it

3. The royal sons sing, if they stay in its yard
Without need for carpets, pillows or bedding

4. We know the body has no sense after the soul
Does it then sense when it parts from the frame?

5. Nature inclines toward what it is wont to seek
But it is dragged to what is decorated by corruption

6. In instincts are blameworthy morals
Shall we blame the vile and envious for that?

7. Is this how the people of earth were before you
Or did they change with traits among them that rotted?