Two brick walls
In an ordinary room
Two could not breath.
Personal between them
Too personal
God is tired of protecting them.
He will run north
And she to the place
All day silently waiting.
And tough minutes
Will be
Emerald waves...
Mountains, mountains
Mountains, mountains
Mountains, mountains, tell me
Where is the home of truth
Where they don't lie or offend
Mountains, mountains, I beg you
Give me the most accurate way
I will pass through day and night
Without guilt or looking back
I will spend the rest (of my life).
Time, take away doubts
Atone for my guilt
I'm ready for anything.
Mountains, mountains, tell me
Mountains, mountains, tell me
Mountains, mountains, offend
Mountains, mountains, I beg you
Give me the most accurate way
I will pass through day and night
Without guilt or looking back
I will spend the rest (of my life)
Mountains, mountains, tell me
Where is the home of truth
Where they don't lie or offend
Mountains, mountains, I beg you
Give me the most accurate way
I will pass through day and night
Without guilt or looking back
I will spend the rest (of my life).
Mountains, mountains, tell me
Where is the home of truth
Where they don't lie or offend
Mountains, mountains, I beg you
Give me the most accurate way
I will pass through day and night
Without guilt or looking back
I will spend the rest (of my life).