English
Everything is a magical display of one's own mind. Clinging to the practice of permanence, stability, and constancy is foolish. Therefore, this is also for the sake of guiding those to be tamed, Merely a term, not the ultimate meaning. If one knows how to relax self-awareness into a vast expanse, Solidified grasping, stubbornness, and obstacles are self-liberated. From the vast expanse of the secret treasury of realization, it arises, The appearance of external objects manifests as symbols and examples. That awareness, free from promises and reliance, Is not following the appearance of external objects, But rather the words that arise in the play of illusion, The vajra song of praise for the place newly emerges. May all sentient beings who cling to existence with virtue, Be guided to the supreme joyful land of omniscient liberation, Through the skillful means and wonderful deeds of the Indian king, So that the three realms of samsara may be emptied. Thus it is said. The sacred poetry of the lineage of noble men, praised as a vine, is called Pranidhami or the drama of all joy.