Do not follow, do not follow.
'Twould be unseemly, untoward.
Do not step upon my shadow.
I'm afraid you'll step too hard.
My shadow is my conscience.
My right or wrong, my yes or no.
And he says you should not
follow.
Do not follow where I go.
Do not follow, do not follow.
It would only bring us grief.
For in time you'd be but shadow,
and like time, I'd be a thief.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem