Someone had no courage to spend,

He had gold but no ability to use it.

He didn't eat it, so his mind could be at ease,

Nor did he give it, so it could be useful for him tomorrow.

Night and day he was obsessed with gold and silver,

While the gold and silver were imprisoned by the stingy man.

One day his son, who was lying in wait, found out

Where the miser had buried the gold in the ground.

He unearthed it and squandered it,

I heard that he placed a stone in its place.