Once the rich meet in a high mansion—

Splendid lanterns—how dazzling and shining they are!

Here arrives one who has brought not a candle,

Hoping to get a place nearby the light.

He couldn’t even expect to be forced to leave,

To return to the dark and stay in the secluded spot.

Supporting others, does your brightness decline?

I’m surprised at those who are greedy for lighting up!

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Greedy people like to amass their properties,

Exactly like an owl which loves its nestlings.

Once growing up, the fledgelings eat their mother;

A lot of riches inevitably cause harmful end.

Get rid of them and blessings will appear;

But amass them and disasters arise.

Have no properties and you will have no disasters;

You can then spread your wings in the bluish clouds.