Translation:

"Son of the school" come to me right now!
All that my teacher has taught me I want to tell you.
Like you, I was once small, and had my "big brother," the teacher, as to a grownup, assigned tasks (to me).
Like rushes dancing (in the wind), I danced: he gave me work to do.
The words of the teacher I did not scorn, there was nothing that I did on my own accord.
My assignments were pleasurable to my "big brother’s" heart, he was happy with my meekness, he praised me.
His instructions, like sacred words, I fulfilled.
He could even teach an idiot with his advice.
To clay he directed my hand, showed me the right path.
My mouth he opened to words, giving me advice, he showed me how a good (student) follows the instructions correctly.
Endeavor is the lot of the diligent, wasting time is evil.
He who scorns his studies (and) wastes his time, will not become famous with his knowledge, his mouth is locked shut.

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