

(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)