1. The misfortunes, their coming and going
Are constant among people, serving their rounds

2. O dweller of this world, you have settled into it
And you will not leave, even if you detest its wideness

3. Prepare for death, care not for numbers
And look out for yourself if you want its betterment

4. Be not fooled, it's as if I see the punishment
Of time has spread its wing over you