I went to the mountain alone, where I'd heard something of a stone
One who has seen all of the mountain since early morning light
I put my ear against the surface, it was cold and roughly dry
I felt the vibrations of a mind switching bodies
You were taken onto the mountain
I followed your steps
I was with you on the mountain
Saw beyond lichen and sticks
Your yells echoed at the top, you were tired but you were strong
When there was black smoke in the valley, thе river lay bright as a mirror
For its stream rushed insidе me when your blood ran with mine
In the stone's embrace, its tears ran along my cheek
Thank you for showing me
I will always remember you
Thank you for showing me
I will always remember you
I have been onto the mountain
I have weathered the stove's tracks
I have been onto the mountain
I have seen what the stone saw
And I know the moss remembers all, the trees have not forgotten
And I know the years have passed but words are carved into flesh
When the wind spread our ashes, your hand still held mine
When the mountain collapsed, you raised my gaze