The wind carries the scent of distant plains 风带来了远方平原的气息
yet i‘m confined to this narrow stable 而我却被困于这狭窄的马厩
My hooves 我的蹄
forged for thundering across vast lands 为响彻辽阔大地而锻造
tap restlessly on cold stone 不安地叩击着冰冷的石头
I've trained dawn to dusk — muscles coiled like springs 我自晨曦训练至暮色——肌肉如簧般紧绷
spirit burning with the urge to run 灵魂燃烧着奔跑的渴望
yet no master sees the fire in my eyes 却无人看见我眼中的火焰
passersby glance 路人瞥一眼
muttering just another horse 低语道“不过又是一匹马”
unaware I could outpace the wind itself 浑然不知我本可超越风的速度
days blend into nights as 日夜交融，当
I watch lesser steeds chosen for trivial tasks 我看着次等的马匹被选中去执行琐碎的任务
their hooves clattering toward adventures i crave 它们的蹄声哒哒，迈向我所渴求的冒险
Is this fate ? 这就是命运吗？
to bear the heart of a champion in a world blind to greatness ? 怀揣冠军之心，却身处一个无视伟大的世界？
I still lift my head at the first light 我依然在晨光初现时昂起头
ears pricked for the call of a rider who recognizes worth 竖起耳朵，等待那位识得价值的骑手的召唤
until then 而在那之前
I’ll nurture this fire—for thousand-li horses 我将守护这团火焰——因为千里马
are not made by recognition 并非因被认可而成
but by the unyielding drive to run 而是源于那不屈不挠的奔跑驱动力
even in the dark ! 即便身处黑暗!