Mountains,Mountains
I was growing it with my hans
When it was drooping, i was bringing to life it.
You plucked my flower
Gave to strangers*
Mountains,mountains...
I will be your victim, give way
I will see my lover closer the last time
Mountains,mountains...
I will be your victim, give way
I will see my lover closer the last time
Birds don't sing, roses droop
Big mountains be smoke
It is clearly there are bad news from you go**
Mountains,mountains...
I will be your victim, give way
I will see my lover closer the last time