Good Fortune Is A God Among Men,

Out Of Respect, A Man Must Veil His Words When Talking With A Woman, But With A Man He Can Frankly Say Whatever's On His Mind.

Everyone Is Ready To Speak Ill Of A Stranger.

On Me The Tempest Falls. It Does Not Make Me Tremble. O Holy Mother Earth, O Air And Sun, Behold Me. I Am Wronged.

Everyone's Quick To Blame The Alien.

And Though All Streams Flow From A Single Course To Cleanse The Blood From Polluted Hand, They Hasten On Their Course In Vain.