An abominable branch!
To the bottom of destruction;
Like a flying serpent,
For, a fire is now kindling in this town.
Listen and hear the truth,
Speaking in parables;
With your spirit high lifted!
But, beware of dogs, pigs and evil workers.
Eating and drinking,
Things from high!
The truth;
Absent in the flesh and present in the spirit.
Evil workers!
To be sold like a thief and, to be taken away like a prize;
With the desire of the wicked heart! !
And like the muse of the abominable branch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem