When you spread your arms, they are like your wings:

One end to the sky and one end to the earth;

One end to receive, one end to give

Biz gerçeğin suretleriyiz

Whirling... everything turns and move and whirl

Until you find the unmoving center in your being

Ölmeden önce ölmeyi istemek, fani olana bağlanmamayı ögrenmektir;

Bu da aşktır!

What is the role of a flower? It just еxists... That exists...

Sonlu olan, fani olan hiçbir şey gerçеk değildir

...reputation, the image and all that nonsense!

...while you are alive, your life should be meaningful…

...before death finds you, you embrace death already…