When I walk, I don't walk alone.
I am lead by the child, 
And it is they, who embarks me, 
For I shall never walk alone. 
It is as though they seek for me, 
All the wonders that come unknown.
And if they seek for me, my wonders, 
How can I believe what's shown? 

The child, in which I cannot tell, 
Does not bother with either path I shall take, 
for one is sturdy and the other smooth
Each ending in one's own mistakes.
For I am who I am, and
The same goes for the child.
Life will equal death, as death will equal life.
So whichever path it may be, it will always end the same.