1. Why do I weary my body with greed
When this structure must dissolve?

2. I have made my concern to please my eyes
For it is a divine decree, from which there is no escape

3. Though the rule of death is a debt postponed
In a little while, nay, soon it will be sought

4. So many a generous man has no defender
And he has no day save his soul as the sought

5. Do you swagger with an age whose day is falling down precipitously?
And it decays into a rugged valley that is destroyed

6. Do you frolic in the world as if you will live forever?
And sport with what is in it, aspire and play?

7. Wake, repent before death and before the vigilance
Of the day of lifetime by death becomes a stranger

8. Obligatory has become the preparation, so death is obligatory
Upon every soul, the conferrer, it cannot be stripped

9. Where are the kings of earth, exalted? And where are those
Who filled the hearts of people with fear and terror?

10. And where is he to whom the meadows were desirable?
Who has now become buried in the sod, from him desirability is sought

11. And where is he who wasted time self-conceitedly
Amassing wealth sinfully and plundering?

12. And where are the predecessors who ruled people and built
Palaces? Indeed, the owl makes its nest in it now

13. They were harvested by death, withered
And a grave contained them, in which they disappeared

14. Blessed is he for whom his awakener was death
And a lesson for whom the turning point was being awaited

15. The world addresses us but without a mouth
And the tongue of state dictates to it and pours forth

16. It shocks us with tribulations without using a hand
And deters us in its caprice and reprimands

17. Remove the cause and the caused falling is caused
If the reasons disappear, the caused disappears

18. Only accompany a noble refined gentleman
For the best of companions is the noble refined one

19. Beware of the blemish which only an ignoramus comprehends
Sincerity is more fitting and proper

20. No liar except a fool in his mind
Disgraced, insignificant in rank, troubled and tortured

21. It suffices him, among people, the disgrace that
When he speaks they say he vows and lies

22. The glory of a young man is his affair, verily he who becomes
Without affairs, death is more fitting for him

23. So our days are seventy years, and if they increase
By one of power, then it is distress and torture

24. So until when will you swagger and sport while our death
Is closer and nearer to the eyelids than to the eyes?

25. We were colored with water and spirit, cared for
By the first blessing and for righteousness it makes us gain

26. But we wasted it so there is nothing after it
Except repentance and the heart spills like water

27. The first door to salvation is righteousness, if it slips
The second is a heart spilling with regret