Երգի խոսքեր
[Տուն 1] You mark the trail with little stones Past cedar roots and weathered bones A silver compass in your hand Pointing past the mapped-out land [Նախաքնարերգ] Every ridge reveals a wider blue The quiet keeps its promise to you [Կրկներգ] Climb until the valley turns to gold Carry only what your hands can hold If the path bends out of sight Trust the pull, trust the height There is more beyond the line you know Climb until the valley turns to gold [Տուն 2] A hawk cuts circles through the heat Wild thyme rises beneath your feet You laugh when loose shale starts to slide Then find a steadier place to stride [Նախաքնարերգ] Every breath becomes a measured flame The summit never calls your name [Կրկներգ] Climb until the valley turns to gold Carry only what your hands can hold If the path bends out of sight Trust the pull, trust the height There is more beyond the line you know Climb until the valley turns to gold [Կամուրջ] Let the altitude rearrange you Let the open air make room No horizon can contain you When you choose the longer route [Final chorus] Climb until the valley turns to gold Carry only what your hands can hold If the path bends out of sight Trust the pull, trust the height There is more beyond the line you know Climb until the valley turns to gold [Ելք] Stone by stone, the world unfolds Stone by stone, the valley turns to gold
