Man born of woman is short lived and filled with trouble
He comes up like a blossom and withers away
He flees like a shadow and disappears
Decrees fixed with eyes upon them
What contaminations come from the untainted
The limits are set
I cannot go beyond them
If my days are decided
My months are in your hand
Can you turn away the beaming eyes that shine upon me
If this is my lot
Let me finish my work
Let me complete my day
Even a tree is more advantageous
If it’s cut down it will sprout again
Its twigs will continue to grow
“If its roots grows old in the ground
And its stump dies in the soil
At the scent of water it will sprout
It will produce branches like a new plant
But when my day comes and I lie powerless
Where am I”
Water disappears from the sea
And a river drains away and dries up
Man also lies down and does not get up
Until the universe crumbles
They will not wake
d**h conceal me
Hide my face until this anger pa**es away
Set a limit and remember me
If I die can I live again
I’m forced to wait in this duty until I’m alleviated
The growth of this tree will sprout
Reaching out to me and i will answer
“Until then my every step is counted
My every thought is weighed out
Sealed up in this endless abyss of memories
As a mountain falls and crumbles away
And a rock is dislodged from its place
As water wears away stones
And its waves tears at the soil
My hope is crushed, I’m overpowered until i die
In this flesh I feel only pain
I mourn constantly while I’m alive”