Thoughts are naught to anyone else but self-spirit

When its soul is too clear mortals take him as light

An intuitive mind only knows how to read the signs

And will never be interested in belying others’ ideas

He who can repay all of his wages of sin at any cost

Shall be the richest man in heaven, hell or on earth

Silence reduces thoughtful to pensive needs neither

As long as the force of life conquers all so does love

Love Conquers All