Don't be a slave.

Only this way

You will be able

To put an end

To the sufferings

Throw down the chain of birth

And death.

But pain penetrated into me

While I was thinking, retired into myself.

How little I was left to live...


Hurry up before this body

Perishes and disappears,

Before diseases and old age

Fall upon me,

Hurry up,

There is no time

For inaction.


And thinking

Over the nature

Of transient

Forms of being.

I achieved my liberation

As the words

Of Creator

Sounded for me.