Tall, majestically it stands, nothing to dither its path;
Home to many unknown, lavish trees, crystal clear spring,
Adds to its magnificence.
Untouched is its innocence, like a child playful, like a thunder powerful.
Let's not inject it with the pretense we adhere to.
Let the mountains be innocent.
Let the souls it nurture be its ally.
Let's not help them with our wants
Let the mountains be innocent.
