This is a poem about the joy of being simple. Thinking too much spoils our enjoyment of life. Although it is alright to be wise, it must be accompanied by wealth. Freedom with freedom. Otherwise, its brings grief, which is not good. If without riches, its better to have a simple mind.
Daчih paglaчogih чan чi•sip moh nin чirisipon
Da•waч nah чapodon kah pan simpleh чoh pulpol
Pagnaчigi•raч nah sah чu•tak, nagsagom
Masa•kit naŋ liŋawan, para•чon.
He•rak man sakoч tah na•padpad sah harayoч
Daчih pah guraŋ чala•gad sah bu•hay naghi•hiŋaloч
Daчih makaчugmah, pinapasaki•tan kan чi•sip, biyoч
Nah natuчod sah pagdu•dah, paghaчdit, pagmutoчmutoч
Da•waч sisay kahampa•ŋan, da•waч ha•чen чakoh
Da•waч чanoŋ чiniчi•sip, da•waч чanoŋ ginigi•boh
Чorog nah lini•liŋawan, чorog nah mina•pasaboŋ
Pirmiŋ mina•butwaч, sah чi•sip mina•pariboŋ
Kanu•gon nah kusog, nah panahon sah pagkaчa•kiч
Naчu•bos sah чirisipon nah mahi•was, daчiŋ gi•lid
Ŋa•niŋ sah pagguraŋ may nagpapaŋi•sih, nagpapahibiч
Marhay paŋ gumini•boh paŋkinaban nah hi•lig
Kayaч ŋunian paghihima•teч чasin pagtitiwa•laч
Sakoŋ ha•nap parah sah la•was sakah kahimanwaч
Чapuerah nah laŋ makatagboч makikiri•bay nin чu•tak
Чoh kayaч maka•siŋkog nin ya•man nah saroŋ tambak
Tahoŋ kadlagan чakoh (I am a man of the forest).
