संसारः स्वप्नतुल्यो हि रागद्वेषादिसङ्कुलः ।स्वकाले सत्यवद्भाति प्रबोधे सत्यसद्भवेत् ॥ ६ ॥
In plain words
This world you are moving through is a dream — packed tight with what you want and what you can't stand. For as long as it runs, it looks completely real. Wake up, and it turns out there was nothing there.
Close to the Sanskrit
Saṃsāra is indeed like a dream, crowded with attachment, aversion, and the rest. In its own time it appears as if real; when awakening has occurred, it turns out to be unreal.