"The track I'm running on
Won't be the same when I turn back
It's useless to follow it straight
I'll return to another place
I circle around but the sky changes
Yesterday I was a child
I'm a man now
The world's a strange thing
And the rose among the roses
Doesn't resemble another rose."
translated by Amy Levin
"I lived in these times. For a thousand years
I have been dead. Not fallen, but hunted;
When all human decency was imprisoned,
I was free amongst the masked slaves
I lived in these times, yet I was free
I watched the river, the earth, the sky,
Turning around me, keeping their balance,
The seasons provided their birds and their honey
You who live, what have you made of your luck?
Do you regret the time when I struggled?
Have you cultivated for the common harvest?
Have you enriched the town I lived in?
Living men, think nothing of me when I am dead
Nothing survives of my spirit and my body."