The Call Of The Mountains
The Call Of The Mountains
There are clouds around you
They will ask your name.
There are mountains around you
They will echo your name.
The pine trees will look like a peacock
Dancing in the rain.
The misty winds will shower at you
With joy dancing in the veins
The chirping birds will sound
Like a welcome song.
The meadows around you
Will call you to sit and relax.
In the dark night
As we pack our bags,
To get ready for
An awesome trip.
