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.
The sixth line:
Exclamations, tears, and sniveling.
No fault.