Child, why won't you stand still and call out "I quit!"? Summon your nerve. Ashamed, you ducked and went under. You were free and clear, so why did you fall on a bad throw? Now the weight of those on top will not come off. Gathering the whole crowd, they seized each other all at once. One was grabbed while many more climbed on his back. The one below comes up, the one on top goes down. Until you break free, you are tangled in this game. Leave your spot and the next player grabs your hand. Whoever climbs will fall. Listen to these words. Says Tuka: how long can you restrain your hands and feet? Better not to have played at all than end up under the pile.

Child, why will you still not stand still and call out, I quit? Find your nerve. Out of shame you ducked your head and went under. You were free and clear, so why did you let the bad throw catch you? Now the weight of all the players piled on top will not lift off you. They gathered the whole crowd and grabbed each other all at once; one was seized while many more climbed onto his back. The one underneath rises, the one on top sinks, and until you break loose you stay tangled in the game. Leave your place and the next player grabs your hand; whoever climbs will surely fall. Hear these words. Tuka says: how long can you keep your hands and feet under control in there? It would have been better never to have played than to end up crushed at the bottom of the pile.