O' the Goddess of wealth resembling the golden statue
sitting on top of the especially super lotus flower!
You get burnt in to ashes and get lost in this earth!
It is because you are entering like the non-fragrant
external petals to the sides of the people of low character;
and leaving aside the people of virtuous and high character,
to be considered and respected as the precious gold!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem