Like the mysterious secret of the salmons that are compelled to swim against the crashing river,
This road that I have walked, walked and walked on for times unremembered, for how long must I continue to walk this path?
Even if I have lost myself in the many branches, even if this road I have walked is a dead-end from which I must trace back,
As long as I continue to walk on my calloused feet, one day, I will be able to lay on a bed of flowers and rest.
Even if I have lost myself in the many branches, even if this road I have walked is swallowed with darkness without even a starlight,
I cannot give up, because if I continue to walk, someday, the sunlight will break for me and illuminate me hotly.
Despite this, I know that I am so blessed, for I still have so many more roads to walk.
Yes, if I continue to walk, walk and walk this road, someday, I will thank every little thing that I have come across.
You, who gaze at the unseen end of the road and sigh in despair, do not be afraid;
For the salmons must swim against the crashing rivers with strength; for you must walk, walk and walk...