Your breath comes to its end, O my merchant friend, and your shoulders are weighed down by the tyrant of old age. Not one iota of virtue came into you, O my merchant friend; bound and gagged by evil, you are driven along.
我的商人朋友啊，你的气息已尽，你的双肩已被年老的暴君压得沉重。我的商人朋友啊，你一点美德也没有;你被邪恶所束缚，被邪恶所窒息，你被驱使着前进。