To The Mountains

To The Mountains

The leafhall of the timberline in fireyellow shift blazes

The autumn awakens to repay the loans of life

The fairysight of the slopes now nurses my thirsty soul

Downover, the stream circles coils like a serpent

I blinded go heavily up in the late, dusky-breeze

By mountain-faces mighty like an immense cathedral

The breath of the northern storm gives rebirth to the frost

Where the cliffs forms the dark templehall

Chorus:

To the mountains, to the mountains where storm embraces me

To the mountains, to the mountains watched by ravens

On the horizon the brotherly heights of the mountains are mirrored

Snow-embellished peaks like pinnacles and towers

They peak up towards the sky when hind-sun shines satisfied

In the pathless wilderness sounds the horn of perfection

Chorus:

To the mountains, to the mountains where storm embraces me

To the mountains, to the mountains watched by ravens