Yes we have to come back to the hustle of towns Their highways and noise will absorb us again We come back from the conquered magnificent mountains With the hearts that no longer belong to the plain So stop all your arguments now Iíve proven it all to myself Is there anything better than mountains? Only mountains yet to ascend. Tell me who wants to be all alone when in trouble Tell me who will ignore the call of his heart Is it wrong to abandon those cliffs that we conquered? Even gods have descended - we know that part So stop all your arguments now Iíve proven it all to myself Is there anything better than mountains? Only mountains yet to ascend. All these words, all these hopes, all these songs, all these themes Are awakened at once when we come to the mountains Should we stay? But the path takes us down and down And for some thatís end, others stand to be counted So stop all your arguments now Iíve proven it all to myself Is there anything better than mountains? Only mountains yet to ascend.
© Yelena Shabanova. Translation, 2016