"To be, or not to be..." Translation

Hamlet: To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Me:  To act, or to watch, that is the question:
Hamlet:  Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
Me:  Is it better to suffer
Hamlet:  The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Me:  The pain of tragedy,
Hamlet:  Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
Me:  Or to take action against the evil force,
Hamlet:  And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep
Me:  And end their lives myself: to die, to rest
Hamlet:  No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
Me:  To end; and by rest I mean to eliminate
Hamlet:  The heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
Me:  The pain and suffering brought by tragedy
Hamlet:  That Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation
Me: He is my own flesh and blood?  It is satisfying
Hamlet:  Devoutly to be wished. To die to sleep,
Me:  To hope.  To die, to rest
Hamlet:  To sleep, perchance to Dream; Ay, there's the rub,
Me:  Or dream; There is the problem,
Hamlet:  For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
Me:  After death, the dreams that come,
Hamlet:  When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Me:  When we have escaped this terror,
Hamlet:  Must give us pause. There's the respect
Me:  We must take time, and show respect
Hamlet:  That makes Calamity of so long life:
Me:  For the wonders of an honorable life:
Hamlet:  For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time,
Me:  Who would carry the burden of time,
Hamlet:  The Oppressor's wrong, the proud man's Contumely,
Me:  The guilt, the proud man's pride,
Hamlet:  The pangs of despised Love, the Law’s delay,
Me:  The pain of love, and the burden of the Law,
Hamlet:  The insolence of Office, and the Spurns
Me:  The mistakes of a leader, and the thorns
Hamlet:  That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
Me:  That innocent men take,
Hamlet:  When he himself might his Quietus make
Me:  When he himself gives thought
Hamlet:  With a bare Bodkin? Who would Fardels bear,
Me:  With a sword?  Who could officials take,
Hamlet:  To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
Me:  To punish them with a life of misery,
Hamlet:  But that the dread of something after death,
Me:  But the dreadful, awaiting afterlife,
Hamlet:  The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
Me:  The undiscovered future, from those who
Hamlet:  No Traveller returns, Puzzles the will,
Me:  Never return, frightened eternally,
Hamlet:  And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Me:  We prefer to suffer here on Earth,
Hamlet:  Than fly to others that we know not of.
Me:  Than enter an afterlife of uncertainty.
Hamlet:  Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
Me:  Therefore, our conscience takes over,
Hamlet:  And thus the Native hue of Resolution
Me:  And leads us to a Resolution
Hamlet:  Is sicklied o'er, with the pale cast of Thought,
Me:  Overshadowed by a cloud of thought,
Hamlet:  And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
Me:  And the system of perfection through action,
Hamlet:  With this regard their Currents turn awry,
Me:  With this idea, we turn the other direction,
Hamlet:  And lose the name of Action. Soft you now,
Me: And abandon action... --You are innocent,
Hamlet:  The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy Orisons
Me:  My love, Ophelia!  Your beauty, in my prayers
Hamlet:  Be all my sins remembered.
Me:  My sins never forgotten.