Threw it into some shitty online ai translator since google translate doesn’t support aramaic and used the same one to translate it back. Here’s what it spit out (no formatting because fuck you I don’t want to)
Once someone told me, the world is destined to turn, I am not wise in stone tools. She appeared foolish, with her finger pointing to a ‘L’ on her forehead. Yet the years begin to come and do not halt, consumed by rules while I run from the land. It makes no sense to live in pleasure, how can a wise man emerge when your head is in folly? There is so much to do, so much to see; what is wrong with traveling inner paths? You won’t know if you don’t go, you won’t shine if you don’t take care. Be now, you are a star. Sit in your game, go play. Be now, you are a rock star. Bring the show, receive a reward. All that glistens is gold, only falling stars shatter the form. It is a fine place, and they say it will cool down; you are now wrapped, wait until you mature. But the mighty meteors think otherwise, according to the hole in the dualistic picture. The ice we slide on is very thin, the waters are enclosing and you must swim. My world is on fire; what about you? Thus, I love it and do not tire. Be now, you are a star. Sit in your game, go play. Be now, you are a rock star. Bring the show, receive a reward. All that glistens is gold, only falling stars shatter the form. (Go to the moon, go, go) (Go to the moon, go, go) (Go to the moon) (Go, go, go to the moon). Be now, you are a star. Sit in your game, go play. Be now, you are a rock star. Bring the show, receive a reward. And all that glistens is gold, only falling stars; someone once asked, ‘Can you leave me a bit of coal? I need to escape this place.’ I said, ‘Yes, what an idea, I need a bit of fuel.’ And we all need a little change. So, the years begin to come and do not stop, consumed by rules while I run from the land. It makes no sense to live in pleasure, how can a wise man emerge when your head is in folly? There is so much to do, so much to see; what is wrong with traveling inner paths? You won’t know if you don’t go (go!) you won’t shine if not…
Threw it into some shitty online ai translator since google translate doesn’t support aramaic and used the same one to translate it back. Here’s what it spit out (no formatting because fuck you I don’t want to)
Once someone told me, the world is destined to turn, I am not wise in stone tools. She appeared foolish, with her finger pointing to a ‘L’ on her forehead. Yet the years begin to come and do not halt, consumed by rules while I run from the land. It makes no sense to live in pleasure, how can a wise man emerge when your head is in folly? There is so much to do, so much to see; what is wrong with traveling inner paths? You won’t know if you don’t go, you won’t shine if you don’t take care. Be now, you are a star. Sit in your game, go play. Be now, you are a rock star. Bring the show, receive a reward. All that glistens is gold, only falling stars shatter the form. It is a fine place, and they say it will cool down; you are now wrapped, wait until you mature. But the mighty meteors think otherwise, according to the hole in the dualistic picture. The ice we slide on is very thin, the waters are enclosing and you must swim. My world is on fire; what about you? Thus, I love it and do not tire. Be now, you are a star. Sit in your game, go play. Be now, you are a rock star. Bring the show, receive a reward. All that glistens is gold, only falling stars shatter the form. (Go to the moon, go, go) (Go to the moon, go, go) (Go to the moon) (Go, go, go to the moon). Be now, you are a star. Sit in your game, go play. Be now, you are a rock star. Bring the show, receive a reward. And all that glistens is gold, only falling stars; someone once asked, ‘Can you leave me a bit of coal? I need to escape this place.’ I said, ‘Yes, what an idea, I need a bit of fuel.’ And we all need a little change. So, the years begin to come and do not stop, consumed by rules while I run from the land. It makes no sense to live in pleasure, how can a wise man emerge when your head is in folly? There is so much to do, so much to see; what is wrong with traveling inner paths? You won’t know if you don’t go (go!) you won’t shine if not…
This is honestly just as good as the original post
It doesn’t tell me to go acquire wages so it’s arguably even better!