The cat defiles a clean place

When it seems ugly, it covers it with dirt

You are free from the undesirable

You do not fear that eyes will fall upon it

Think of that sinful servant

Who hides from the master for a while

If he does not return with sincerity and humility

They will bring him back in chains and fetters

In vengeance, do not fight with someone

From whom you can escape or flee

Now you must account for your deeds

Not when the book becomes a scroll

Even if someone did wrong, they did not do wrong

For before the resurrection, they bear their own sorrow

If the mirror becomes black from sighs

The mirror of the heart becomes clear with sighs

Fear your own sins, this soul

For on the day of resurrection, you will fear no one