A ram lies behind that mountain
And misty mountains look at my ram
Who said that the enemy gives us a bad look
Get up my ram, get up let’s go to a friend
Hay la lalalla lalalla lalalla
Hay lo lalalla lalalla lalallo
Hay la lalalla lalalla lalalla
Hay lo lalalla lalalla lalallo
Girl, let’s hold our hands together
The mountains became green and the flowers bloomed
Girl, let’s go down to that beautiful meadow
Come and see, what does the world have to offer