I was born alone in a crypt
Where I grew up as an hermit
This decrepit cave is filled
With petrified figures
I've devoted my life to infamy
Among these tombs I've called my family

But today, fed up with this polluted air,
I escape from my shrine
To discover the lakes and mountains around
My heart wonders at the magnificence
Of a landscape under a vibrant dawn

The world has something to offer
That gives me the force to go further

Again and again, I'll climb these mountains
And catch every golden ray of light
The pure breeze cleans out my lungs,
The road is hard and long, but not that much,
As hope lifts me to the highest summits

Making a stop to drink from a spring
I meet mountain people,- strong and straight-
And followed them in their village
To continue my pilgrimage

They welcome me like a king,
As if I was their long gone friend
Women are lovely and children smile,
I'd like to stay here for a while,
But I must go on, my search's not over yet,
And I'll never regret my ancient casket