To climb and reach there,
Two ways were there.
The other ways
And the way to there.
I come by this town
On my way to another,
And lost between a going down.
Many lanes to everywhere
Tend my pathing on their ground.
But I pick the one to there.
One way merrier than the rest
One came steep with many tests.
Then the next was swift and haste.
But I took the one to there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem