1. I wonder and perhaps the most amazing sight,
Is that the world of all beings sacrifices itself

2. For an inspiration from the unseen it contains,
So that even the far and hidden may find it.

3. Those meadows, all soft and green,
Made smooth by the gentle step of everything gentle,

4. Whoever scattered seeds in it while it was spinning its yarn,
Whoever gave it their lifetimes generously,

5. That the one whose martyr it becomes in weaving,
In it for you is bliss and enduring existence.