

(hummmmm) (ahhhh) The stone shrine stands in the morning light
As the rivers roar through the coldest night
Every name we loved
is carried downstream (ahhhh)
Hear the wind blow across
the high divide
(Haami uthchhaun) Voices of old
standing by our side
(Haami uthchhaun)
We rise together where the high peaks glow
Through the valleys down below
The mountain still sings its ancient rhyme (ooh-wah)
Standing timeless, out of time
Wind through the flags on the sacred pass
Green shoots growing in
the mountain grass
The keepers of paths that will never fade (haaa-aaa-aaa-haaa)
We rise together where the high peaks glow (Haami uthchhaun!) Through the
valleys down below (Haami uthchhaun!) The mountain still sings its ancient rhyme
(ooh-wah) Standing timeless, out of time
(Haami uthchhaun) (ahhhh)