One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice--

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug1

at your ankles.

Mend my life!

each voice cried.

But you didn't sTOP.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried2

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundation

though their melancholy3

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of cloud

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do--

determined to save

the only life you could save.

有一天，你終于了解，

什么是你需要得做，并開始去做，

雖然你周圍的聲音，

一直喊出，

其各種糟糕的建議

雖然整個房屋，

開始顫抖，

你亦感到那條舊繩索，

絆住了你的腳踝。

修補(bǔ)我的生活！

每一個聲音都在哭喊。

但你并沒停止。

你了解什么是你需要得做的，

雖然風(fēng)用它僵硬的手指，

直往根基，

撬搗，

雖然它們的憂郁，

著實(shí)可怕。

天色，

已經(jīng)非常晚，這是個瘋狂的夜晚，

路上滿是倒下的，

斷枝和石頭。

但日漸地，

當(dāng)你將它們的聲音拋在身后，

星星開始穿透云層，

散發(fā)光輝，

一個新的聲音出現(xiàn)了，

你慢慢，

意識到，那是你一個人的聲音，

它隨著著你，

伴你步步，

深入世途，

決心去做，

你唯一能做的事

決定去拯救，

你唯一能拯救的生命。