By the love of his heart, he accepts us
And, so that all views may be relinquished,
Reveals the sacred Dharma.
To the teacher, Gautana, I prostrate.
That which originates dependently
Does not cease and does not arise,
Does not come and does not go,
Is not annihilated and is not permanent,
Is not different and not the same.
To the true teacher who reveals this peace,
The complete pacification of constructs,
To the perfect Buddha I bow down.