First table

Do not invite me to the world,
I came and found it evil and mortal.
Heedlessness was a veil;
I saw the light of Truth concealed.
All things, the whole of creation,
I saw were mortal and full of harm.
Existence, indeed I put it on.
Alas. It was non-existence; I suffered much.
As to life, I experienced it;
I saw it was torment within torment.
Intellect became pure retribution;
I saw permanence to be tribulation.
Life was like a wind, it passed in whims;
I saw perfection to be pure loss.
Deeds were only for show;
I saw ambition to be pure pain.
Union was in fact separation;
I saw the cure to be the ailment.
These lights became darkness;
I saw these friends to be orphans.
These voices were announcements of death;
I saw the living to be dead.
Knowledge changed into whim;
I saw in science thousands of ailments.
Pleasure became unmixed pain;
I saw existence to be compounded non-existence.
I have found the True Beloved;
Ah, I suffered much pain because of separation.