There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in his life
传说有一只鸟一生只歌唱一次。 　　

More sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth
他的歌声委婉动听，万物之中无可比拟。 　　

From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one
自离巢的那一刻，他就在寻找着，不眠不休，只为寻找那棵属于他的荆棘树。 　　

Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine.
荆棘树上，他在旁逸横出的荆棘中放声歌唱，至长至锐的尖刺穿透了他的身躯。 　　

And, dying, it rises above its own agony to outcarol the lark and the nightingale
生命将尽，他超脱了痛苦，尽情欢唱，那甜美的歌声连云雀夜莺都难以企及

One superlative song, existence the price.
歌声至美，却是以身殉曲。

But the whole world stills to listen, and God in his Heaven smiles
然而万物都在聆听这美妙的歌声，就连上帝也在苍穹之中露出了微笑

For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain or says the legend.
因为唯有历经磨难苦楚，方能得到最美好的事物。

——谁说征途太漫长，你在前方，就是我最终的流放。