lipu Nasin la: kasi nanpa 32 pi lipu Nasin Pona
|The Way is always nameless.
|(And even though a sapling might be small) [^1]
|No one can make it be his subject.
|If rulers could embody this principle
|The myriad things would follow on their own.
|Heaven and Earth would be in perfect accord
|And rain sweet dew.
|Without being ordered, the people naturally govern themselves.
|And so you have the beginning of division into names.
|Once there is a name sort something,
|Then you should stop.
|Knowing where to stop, you can avoid trouble.
|The Way’s existence in the world
|Is like valley streams running into the rivers and seas.
[^1] This triplet of characters may have been added by a later commenter?