1. Are we not in an abode, short is its duration,
Swiftly drawing near is its annihilation.

2. Take provision of piety and prohibition from the world, for
The world has turned unfaithful and its termination has drawn near.

3. Tomorrow the world will be ruined and its people will perish,
All together, and its earth and sky will be folded.

4. And whoever the self has burdened beyond its capacity,
Its hardship will not end until death.

5. To what end have you risen high in the world?
For death lies behind it wherever you ascend.