Let the world remain away from the mountains,
For I would love to stay beneath it,
In a house which shelters me,
While the mountains could be seen from inside.
Every tree shall sing a song for me,
And the wind will carry its tune,
Faraway to the lands where people are sad,
And hug them until they find peace.
Let the snow melt on my hands,
And freeze it to make me feel alive,
So that I appreciate the power of feeling,
And pain shall be my companion.
