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Here's the final result, translated by myself from Mango back into English.
Ah!
You think it's unavoidable that the seven curses hurt.
Think of food!
Take care of your siblings!
You must want to give your gifts,
But they say, can people eat thoughts?
The men who dream, they consider food, they protect the thought of it.
They don't unite, neither are they true.
Unreality is real,
Reality is unreal.
These people have no food, so give to them.
And think of them as people.
Who is God, a person?
The crowd wants to know.
While they are with him, he is hurt; they are dangerous;
it rains, he is not here to save them,
not him, nor his dear people either.
I do not give a thought. I am stupid.