Transit of happiness. Night and silence, this forever. Rain, maybe snow falls. All the same, infinite hope warmed, I see a city in the distance, which is not. Where is it easy to find the pilgrim shelter. Where will remember and wait. Day by day, then lose, then the confusing trail I go in this city, which is not. There hearth burning for me, As a sign of the eternal forgotten truths. I'm up to it the last step, And this step is longer life. Who will answer me that given the fate?