"He will not returnagainto his house,Norwill his placeknowhim anymore.
"But nowhe has died;whyshould I fast?CanI bringhim backagain?I will goto him, but he will not returnto me."
He perishesforeverlike his refuse;Those who have seenhim will say,'Whereis he?'
"The eyewhich sawhim sees him nolonger, And his placenolongerbeholdshim.
"The eastwindcarrieshim away, and he is gone,For it whirlshim awayfrom his place.
"[Men] will claptheir handsat him And will hisshim from his place.
"Ifhe is removedfrom his place,Then it will denyhim, [saying], 'I neversawyou.'
Whenthe windhas passedoverit, it is nomore,And its placeacknowledgesit nolonger.
Yeta littlewhileand the wickedmanwill be nomore;And you will lookcarefullyfor his placeand he will not be [there].
