[Verse] White clouds climb and scrape the sky Snow leopards wander soft and sly Horses cross the roaring streams Wild sheep roam through ancient dreams
[Prechorus] Snow never leaves these towering cliffs Echoes sing where the mountains drift
[Chorus] Oh The peaks stand proud and high Oh The valleys cradle the sky Oh The winds hum songs untold Guarding treasures of the old
[Verse 2] From crags that pierce the heavens' dome A lone hunter calls Forever to roam The canyon whispers Sharp and deep As shadows of hawks in silence sweep
[Bridge] The heart of the earth beats here It’s clear In every river Every tear The cliffs The streams The endless view They hold the stories Old and true
[Chorus] Oh The peaks stand proud and high Oh The valleys cradle the sky Oh The winds hum songs untold Guarding treasures of the old
Stijl van muziek
and a mystical flute leading the melody, traditional kyrgyz, epic, orchestral; rich with soaring strings, deep drums