If you spruce your understanding with fondness,
Then, soon, you will, without any exaggeration, envisage your own
self.(1)
Entrapped in conceit, you have gone far away from the Almighty,
If you cast off your vanity, you can behold the manifest God.(2)
The ones imbued with love are always love-lorn,
It is futile to brag before them, O boaster.(3)
Relinquish revelling in the enjoyment of five senses.
So that you may relish the cup full of piety.(4)
If you can find your way to your teacher,
O Goya, you will emancipate yourself from the temporal
adversities.(5)(48)
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