The people who sell, (what they had learnt,)
for others to be benefited,
They owe some other benefit for themselves!
That is they extract work from the God of death,
Being the chieftain and King,
(For the - south lander - departed people from this earth,)
who has the extreme capacity to do
The multifarious harmful activities efficiently
Without fear so that to put them into the hell
And punish them severely!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem