The numbered days those are measured
..to live with this body will not exceed its days!
There is no one here who have escaped
..away from the God of death, Yama and alive!
Some times, the death drum might sound
..drum… drum… louder and louder tomorrow!
So, O' the people who have enormous wealth!
..You offer and help others with that wealth!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem