Letra de Moutains.

Along the mighty mountain sides,
fog creeps beneath the tops.
A winding climb upon steep mountains
to where the glacial tongue becomes my path.

Upon the mighty mountain heights.
These plateaus of my dreams.
I´m on the greatest sights of all
to where the glacial arms reach for me.

Highest mountains hear my call.
To you I´ll guide myself.
The time has come for me to reach.
I´m brought too far to turn.

Tops that seem unreachable
tower in the sky,
horizon to horizon
on platforms yield with wind.

Mountains of ice,
calm in my sight.
Platforms built by wind.

Mountains of ice,
calm in my sight.
Platforms built for kings.

Along the mighty mountain sides,
fog creeps beneath the tops.
A winding climb upon steep mountains
to where the glacial tongue becomes my path.

Highest mountains hear my call.
To you I´ll guide myself.
The time has come for me to reach.
I´m brought too far to turn.

I´m brought too far to turn.