The first line:
    A trust that cannot reach conclusion:
there is confusion, there is collecting amid commands. 
One grasps for smiling results-no help. 
Depart without fault.  
  
    The second line:
    Led by fortune. No fault. 
Trust the gain of the summer sacrifice.  
  
    The third line:
    Collecting like sighs of regret. 
No place is gainful. 
Depart without fault. Slight regret.  
  
    The fourth line:
    Great fortune, no fault.