越过天边

[Verse 1] The far-off campfire dies, then catches light again, Across the plain, the people sleep when daylight ends. I wander through the wildwood, over ridges, far from home; No fields of beaten footpaths here, no rooster calls the dawn. I saw a hunter climbing where the mountain trails grow steep, The wind was turning, rain would come before the night was through. “Why not raise a tent together, wait till morning breaks?” [Verse 2] The great sun sank and rose again above the distant land; The hunter took his leave and walked beyond my sight. He went on without a pause, then turned to look behind— This time his gaze was turned toward me, though I could not see. [Verse 3] A sudden gust came rushing, and his words were carried near: “The country past the far ridge is unlike anything you’ve seen, But danger gathers everywhere along the road ahead. Please do not follow me; I cannot lead you there.” I have this worn-out tent; I’ll take it down and go To seek the far horizon for myself. [Chorus] If I should follow you, Believe I need no guiding hand. I’ll shoulder up my tent and walk beyond the edge of sky, Even if your shape is lost before my eyes. [Outro] If I should follow you, Believe I need no guiding hand. I’ll shoulder up my tent and walk beyond the edge of sky, Even if your shape is lost before my eyes.