These are all matters of explanation
What pain, what despair, what rise and fall,
What is mine and what is yours?
These are all useless matters
What is there to explain?
Just listen and understand
These are matters of complicating the fabric of the inanimate universe
I listen to what you say, you listen to what I say
Who understands whom?
These are matters of entertainment
The amazing relationship between the animate and inanimate is not understood
When do we even think of dying while we are alive?
Neither mine nor yours is it to be done
Whoever gets hold of gold, all these are matters of his right
I have held one end, you have held the other
Whoever has the day's sun with him,
has the nights with him
Breaths are the flow of life, this world is wet soil
The cultivated soil is matters of dissolving into breaths
How can a prisoner in a cage know the depth of the sky?
Freedom and carefreeness are hearsay
Today everything seems easy,
but who knows what tomorrow will be like
These are the things that will solve the puzzle of this helpless life
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹 
