Without thinking that we are still young and let us
Know about the good and virtuous activities later,
You do the virtuous activities while you have wealth
Without hiding it and while you are young as, not only
The fully grown and ripened fruits that fall from the tree,
There are chances that even the unripened young
And fertile fruits also might wither from the tree
Due to the fateful summer wind that blows!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem