The distances are calling us
the wide open landscapes
the mountains, the valleys
we won't stop.
this is a race without any end
it has no home, it has no shore
no place to arrive to, only to inhale
not stopping.
A large and varied land
we don't have a moments rest
the wide expanse calls to us
the bright horizon
a large and varied land
and on her back thousands of years
the wide expanse calls to us
out hearts are still young.
We don't have even a moment for a dream
not at night, nor during the day
only to move and to breath
we won't stop.
in darkness, in storms
in good time, also in bad times
if we started, we have no choice
we won't stop.
A large and varied land...
The pain won't stop us
nor the blazing burning heat
so long as our hearts still beat
we won't stop.
A large and varied land...