What you do when I would be gone?
Would you rejoice or feel distraught?
When I lived, I enjoyed every second of my life,
whether it was the moment of happiness or sad demise,
When my soul has happliy left the bondages of the world behind,
why not you join in my happiness and rejoice the virtues of my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem