Ma i veri viaggiatori partono per partire e basta: cuori lievi, simili a palloncini che solo il caso muove eternamente, dicono sempre "Andiamo", e non sanno perché. I loro desideri hanno le forme delle nuvole.
Et qui rêvent, ainsi qu’un conscrit le canon,
Et qui rêvent, ainsi qu’un conscrit le canon,
De vastes voluptés, changeantes, inconnues,
Et dont l’esprit humain n’a jamais su le nom!
Charles Baudelaire
But the true travellers are they who depart
For departing's sake; with hearts light as balloons,
They never swerve from their destinies,
Saying continuously, without knowing why: 'Let us go on!'
These have passions formed like clouds;
As a recruit of his gun, they dream
Of spacious pleasures, transient, little understood,
Whose name no human spirit knows.
Charles Baudelaire