Do not think, do not think, for thinking

Like naphtha, will burn every fresh root

Be foolish, be foolish from drunkenness and amazement

So that all the reed beds may appear as sugar fields

Madness is courage, do not think and throw yourself in

Like lions and like men, pass through the dangers

For thinking is like a trap, it is forbidden for selflessness

Why should there be trickery for stealing a morsel?

When you have closed the path to a morsel, you are freed from every trick

And if greed laments, we will feign deafness