| Into the hustle and bustle of cities and into the streams of cars
|
| We are returning - there is simply nowhere to go!
|
| And we go down from conquered peaks,
|
| Leaving in the mountains, leaving your heart in the mountains.
|
| And we go down from conquered peaks,
|
| Leaving in the mountains, leaving your heart in the mountains.
|
| Chorus:
|
| So leave unnecessary disputes!
|
| I have already proved everything to myself -
|
| Only mountains can be better than mountains,
|
| Which have not yet been.
|
| Which have not yet been.
|
| Who wants to be alone in trouble?
|
| Who wants to leave without heeding the call of the heart?
|
| But we are descending from the conquered peaks -
|
| What to do, and the Gods descended to Earth.
|
| But we are descending from the conquered peaks -
|
| What to do, and the Gods descended to Earth.
|
| Loss.
|
| How many words and hopes, how many songs and themes
|
| The mountains wake us up and call us to stay.
|
| But we are going down - some for a year, some for nothing,
|
| Because always, because always we must return.
|
| But we are going down - some for a year, some for nothing,
|
| Because always, because always we must return.
|
| Chorus:
|
| So leave unnecessary disputes!
|
| I have already proved everything to myself -
|
| Only mountains can be better than mountains,
|
| Which no one has been to.
|
| Which no one has been to. |