Touch the Sky [Hungarian translation]

When the cold wind is calling

and the sky is clear and bright

Misty mountains sing and beckon

lead me out into the light

I will ride, I will fly

Chase the wind and touch the sky

I will fly

Chase the wind and touch the sky

Where dark woods hide secrets,

and mountains are fierce and bold

Deep waters hold reflections

of times lost long ago

I will hear their every story

take hold of my own dream

Be as strong as the seas are stormy

and proud as an eagle's scream

I will ride, I will fly

Chase the wind and touch the sky

I will fly

Chase the wind and touch the sky

And touch the sky

Chase the wind, chase the wind

Touch the sky