। ॥
Meaning
You are pure, my child; you have no name. That name was made just now, out of fancy. This body of five elements is not yours, and you are not its. Why then do you cry?
Word for word
Pure you are, O child; to you there is no name. Made indeed was that, by fancy, just now. Made of five elements, this body is not yours; nor at all are you its. You cry for what reason?