Well, now, my hands donít shake at all
So Iíll move on!
Into the precipice for all
My fears are gone!
I have no reason for a halt
Nor for a break,
There are no heights in the whole world
I cannot take!
Of all untrodden paths and roads
One road is mine,
Of all unconquered lines and fords
Iíll take one line!
The names of those who rest in peace
Are in the snow.
Of all untrodden roads one is
For me, I know!
The bright blue radiance of ice
Lights up the cracks;
And on the granite, in disguise,
Are someoneís tracks.
I have my dream and let it flow
Around the world,
And I believe in pure snow
And pure word!
Time flies. Thereís something I will not
Itís here that confidence I got
And killed my doubt!
The water whispered on that day:
"Good luck! No woes!"
The day... What was it? Wednesday, eh?
Oh yes, it was!