To move is to meet you every moment, Fellow-traveller! It is to sing to the falling of your feet.
He whom your breath touches does not glide by the shelter of the bank.
He spreads a reckless sail to the wind and rides the turbulent water.
He who throws his doors open and steps onward receives your greeting.
He does not stay to count his gain or to mourn his loss; his heart beats the drum for his march, for that is to march with you every step.
Fellow-traveller!
跋涉意味着时时见到你,我的旅伴。它意味着和着你的脚步歌唱。
你的呼吸嘘拂着他,他没有在经过岸边的庇护所时悄悄离开你。
他勇敢地迎着暴风,踏破汹涌的波浪,扬帆起航。
他敞开大门,走上前接受你的问候。
他不会停步不前,计算他的盈余,哀伤他的损失,他的心敲响了前进的鼓点,因为那是在和着你的步伐向前。
我的旅伴!