Mountain

Silence gently strokes the fragments of my thoughts
The whispers in my head feather me higher
The river in its flow softens my beliefs
As I try to find my way, moving forward

To the mountain, I give in.
Over the crowd, polluted air,
I’ll try to move away and leave the dust behind

Roots are moving fast, going far, stretching out into the peaks
The branch can still remember its first day under the sunlight
The tree feels like a hedge not seeing the high top of the hill
I feel so far away from home, so far away from home.

To the mountain, I give in.
Over the crowd, polluted air,
I’ll try to move away and leave the dust behind

To the mountain, I give in.
No monotonous day to day
Without this bitter endless race
I'll shed away my skin

If I could only bare to see the happening before my very eyes
I'll shed away my skin
To the mountain, I give in.