Of the person addicted to heedless living
Craving grows like a creeping.
Such a man jumps from life to life
Like a monkey craving fruit in the wilds.

Whoso in the world is overcome
By this craving poisonous and base,
For him all sorrow increases
As Virana grass that is watered well.

But whoso in the world overcomes
This base craving, difficult to overcome-
His sorrow falls away from him
As water drops from a lotus leaf.

This I say unto you:
Good luck to you all who have assembled here.
As one roots out fragrant Virana grass,
So do you dig up craving by its root.
Let not Mara crush you again and again
As the river flood crushing a reed.

As a tree cut down sprouts forth again
If its roots remain undamaged and firm,
Even so, while latent craving is not removed,
This sorrow springs up again and again.

In whom are strong the thirth-six torrents
Of craving flowing towards pleasurable objects-
Then the great flood of lustful thoughts
Carries off that misunderstanding man.

Everywhere flow the craving-streams,
Everywhere the creepers sprout and stand.
Seeing the creepers that have sprung high
Do you cut their roots with your wisdom-knife.

To beings there arise wide-ranging pleasures
That are moistened with lustful desires.
Bent on pleasures, seeking after sexual joys,
They, verily, fall prey to birth-and decay.

Enwrapped in lust, beings run about,
Now here now there like a captive hare.
Held fast by fetters they suffer
Again and again for long.

Enwrapped in lust, beings run about,
Now here now there like a captive hare.
So let a bhikkhu shake off craving
If he wishes his own passionlessness.

Released from jungle of the household life,
He turns to the bhikkhu jungle-life.
Though freed from the household wilds
He runs back to that very wilds again.
Come indeed and behold such a man.
Freed he turns to that bondage again.

Not strong are bonds made of iron,
Or wood, or hemp, thus say the wise.
But attachment to jewelled ornaments,
Children and wives is a strong tie.

This is a strong bond, says the wise,
Down-hurling, loose but hard to untie.
This too they cut off and leave the world,
With no longing, renouncing the sense-pleasures.

They who are attached to lust fall back
To (craving's) streams as a spider self-spun web;
This too the wise cut off and 'go forth',
With no longing, leaving all sorrow behind.

Let go the past, let go the future too,
Let go the present and go beyond becoming.
With mind released from everything,
To birth-and-decay you shall come no more.

For him who is of restless mind,
Who is of powerful passions,
Who sees but the pleasurable,
Craving increases all the more.
Indeed he makes the bond strong.

He who delights in subduing thoughts,
He who meditates on impurities of things,
He who is ever full of mindfulness-
It is he who will make an end of suffering
And destroy the Mara's bond.

He has reached the final goal,
He is fearless, without lust, without passions.
He has broken the shafts of existence.
Of such an arahant this body is his last.

Free from craving and grasping,
Well-versed in analytical knowledge,
Knowing the texual orders and their sequence,
He of his last body is, indeed, called
One of great wisdom and a great man.

All have I overcome,
All do I know,
From all am I detached,
All have I removed,
Thorougly freed am I
Through the destruction of craving,
Having realized all by myself,
Whom shall I call my teacher?

All gifts the gift of Truth excels.
All tastes the taste of Truth excels.
All delights the delight in Truth excels.
All sorrows the end of craving excels.

Riches ruin the fool
But not those seeking Nibbana.
Craving for wealth, the foolish man
Ruins himself by destroying others.

Weeds are the bane of fields,
Lust is the bane of mankind.
Hence offerings made to lustless ones
Yield abundant fruit.

Weeds are the bane of fields,
Hate is the bane of mankind.
Hence offerings made to hateless ones
Yield abundant fruit.

Weeds are the bane of fields,
Delusion is the bane of mankind.
Hence offerings made to delusionless ones
Yield abundant fruit.

Weeds are the bane of fields,
Thirst is the bane of mankind.
Hence offerings made to thirstless ones
Yield abundant fruit.