I never thought,

About what would happen when I reached the top of the sky,

To only see space and the stars above,

I have not risen,

Instead fallen further,

Even though I climbed,

For it really doesn't hurt,

If the frog in the well does not know the wide sky above,

And that the flame of curiosity has not been lit,

But now,

I am must drag up my weary body,

Even if the strength has long since left my bones,

Because only then, can my soul keep flying