Protect your boat against superhuman currents,
the whirling abyss of madness –
protect your boat against the cheering waves of the fall,
they crush everything.
Protect yourself – here you don’t count anymore –
life and death is one against the frenetic happiness of the force,
here exist no ‘slow’, ‘careful’, ‘attempt’.
Stronger hands catch your paddle in movement.
There you stand yourself, a hero with many-born blood.
Joyous and calm, a bonfire of joy refelcted on ice,
as if the commandment of death wasn’t written for you:
intoxicated waves move your keel.