From the rugged mountains,nDown to the valley,nAmongst the fresh cloudsnWhich cross my body,nThe wind doesn't let me breathenAnd I dream of dying.nnEveryday I want to enjoynThat sensation of mysterynWhich I perceive sometimes,nSo strongly,nIt swells my heart,nForgetting that there's no going back.nnDelicious dream erases my fearnOf the end which is coming.