Den Berg empor [English translation]

Do you hear the bells ringing?

I don't hear them anymore

Do you see the fields shining?

I don't see them anymore

A pale wind, it envelopes me

It drives me away from here

Out of this narrow valley,

There's nothing else for me here.

Over streets, dust and fields,

long, the way extends

The mountain ahead,

The valley behind,

Forward-my mind pushing me skywards

The sun climbs, we climb with it,

Up the mountain with a steady step,

We can't turn back anymore

A last look, no way back;

For every path that one steps on,

An old one must end.

The fog climbs out of the forests,

The bells of the valley, they're silent,

Silence surrounds me like a blessing,

I look back one last time.

The sun climbs....