For forty long years I follow one path, br Straight and fearless br Ascending br Towards a bright world, the Holy Unknown. br For forty long years by that dread path br I have travelled thus, br And now at last br Have reached br Tranquility. br I have left down there, at the mountain’s foot br Glory and wealth, br Grudge and envy, br Everything that oppressed the soul. br And all the things br That I view again br From my mountain heiahts br Look so worthless and meagre. br Now, richer in wisdom, my burden light, br With carefree laughter, br Song and canticle br I descend from the mountain's other side.