। ॥ ५४७ ॥
In plain words
Pleasure and pain, merit and fault - all of that belongs to someone who still thinks 'I am this body.' But for the sage whose bondage has been shattered, who is simply, always, the Self - where would any fruit, good or bad, even come from?
Close to the Sanskrit
Pleasure and pain, and good and evil, belong to one who is identified with the gross body and the like and who holds the ego-notion. For the sage whose bondage is destroyed, who is ever the [true] Self - whence could there be any fruit, good or bad?