High above the plains stands a mountain tall
High above the plains, watching over us all
Roots of our forebearer buried deep in stone
Stained with the blood of sacrifice
Our wars hold no meaning here
On the cliffs of stone
May our ancestors hear our prayers
The mountain weeps
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The eminence of the mountain shines benevolence on her people
Yet in the days of late, the mountain weeps
And the tears flow down the river
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High above the plains you will hear the wolf's call
High above the plains, watching over us all
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Our wars hold no meaning here
On the cliffs of stone
May our ancestors hear our prayers
The mountain weeps
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Weeping is the mountain, the flames grow ever higher
I'll join you at the Onon 'neath the mountain's weary eye
Weeping is the mountain, it fills our hearts with fire
It bleeds into the Onon and reaches to the sky
Weeping is the mountain, the flames grow ever higher
I'll join you at the Onon 'neath the mountain's weary eye
Weeping is the mountain, it fills our hearts with fire
It bleeds into the Onon and reaches to the sky
Here lays the halls of long dead ancients
Buried and forgotten in the hills 'neath the sky
Long dead brothers of years long gone by
Their souls live on embodied by the mountain
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Like the mighty blade of the gods reaching on to the welkin
And piercing our world as it guides our way to heaven
Pilgrimage of kings
The mountains sing somber songs of conflicts long untold
Beacon of hope, legends of old, cliffs of the gods
Tales of our ancestors forever to be told
Beacon of hope, legends of old, cliffs of the gods
Tales of our ancestors forever, forever to be told