I am afraid of beginning,   ‘cause I don’t know how to end.   But you told me that the mountain before us    would become a plain in our eyes.   So I won’t despise,    I won’t despise the day,   I won’t despise the day of small things.      Even when you tell me…   oh, even then I’m shaking      ‘Cause I am afraid of believing,   The plans that we make seem so big.   But you’ve shown me that we’re never alone,    and your spirit will stay by our side.   So I won’t despise,    I won’t despise the day,   I won’t despise the day of small things.