I am not jealous of what came before me.
Come with a man on your shoulders,
Come with a hundred men in your hair,
Come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
Come like a river full of drowned men which flows down to the wild sea,
To the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all to where I am waiting for you;
We shall always be alone, we shall always be you and I alone on earth,
To start our life!