Part II:

Do not complain about life,
Seek the compromises where,
Most probable,
There is no end to grumbling,
The stones say they are breaking,
With the forces of impinging waters,
And the waters say the stones are,
Impendiments to their flow.

Beauty and faults are there always,
In every individual,
Those who appreciate see the beauty,
And those who search see the faults.

When we trust anyone with closed,
Eyes, we either get a friend for life,
Or at least one lesson.

Once a man told to koyal: if you were, not black, how nice it would have been,
To the ocean he said: if your waters,
Were not salty, how nice,
It would been,
And to rose: if you did not have thorns,
How nice it would have been;
Then, all said to man: if you did not have the habit of finding faults,
In others,
How nice you would have been.

Sometimes there would be happiness,
Or sorrow would be there,
And winnings and defeats,
This is the path of life sir,
And can be travesed only gradually.

Which breaths should I trust,
That might leave me in the end?
Which wealth I take pride in,
That in the end would not be able,
To save my life?
Which body I take pride in,
That would not be able to take,
The burdon of my soul in,
My final journey?

Follow the path of good deeds since,
In the court of God,
There is no lawyer,
And if you get a punishment,
There is no bail.

There is only heart in this world,
That works without any rest,
Hence, keep it always healthy.

Whether it is our own or ours,
Take care of everybody,
Yet, also take care of your ownself.

Always keep smiling,
At times for ourselves,
Or at times for ours.

(Translation by JIRARA).
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