12-Syllable Funerary Poem
This life is vain…
In vain do you race, O man,
in this life?
Short-lived in this world, long are the
ages
of the world beyond; what kind of joy
can be nourished?
Shun therefore to live in joy. May you
desire
the great Lord, before the hour comes
upon you
and the creator finds you unprepared,
confess
in fervent penance, for God wishes.
Do not listen to Beliar (the Devil); rather
listen and run
with eagerness, cry out, for the only