Ruhum, dalgaları biteviye dövüşen deniz gibi mi olmalı,
Yoksa birbiriyle savaşan rüzgârların kasırgaya dönüştüğü gök gibi mi?
Kör bir zerreden ibaret bir insan olsaydım,
Sabreder, ruhumu bulurdum.
That slowly winding spiral stairway of light ascended freely through the dark, and though I was unsure where it was taking me, or what I would find when I arrived, as long as the music was playing, I knew that there was nothing to fear, that I could go anywhere at all.