From the rugged mountains, 

Down to the valley, 

Amongst the fresh clouds 

Which cross my body, 

The wind doesn't let me breathe 

And I dream of dying. 



Everyday I want to enjoy 

That sensation of mystery 

Which I perceive sometimes, 

So strongly, 

It swells my heart, 

Forgetting that there's no going back. 



Delicious dream erases my fear 

Of the end which is coming.