will be a time we also return to earth;
why still fight over win or lose to worth.
drifted soul, corpse will fall into shade;
is no more resin when the leaves fade.
will be a time we all meet face to face,
right in our eye to recall our youth trace.
us see that our sight should not be shy,
each otherís hands with hearts open high.
will be a time we prostrate ourselves, sad,
incense/aloe wood, mourn a gone comrade,
tears when the hearse is going to move off.
why at present we have the heart to scoff.
will be a time all of us get back to dust
a handful of ashes deserted in life―it
why still waste energy to blindly write
words, terms, expressions to friends blight?
everybody, everything is an empty rotation:
and go are eternally the laws of causation.
donít we live with, use cordial tone on earth
In order not to regret our journey since our birth.
Translation by THANH-THANH