Mountain Too Rough کے بول

Weakens a heart As it moves on forward Going places, sweet grimaces Love is here, then disappearing Hardens the world As the echo is unheard The words seem to affect The feelings - once so pure - existing Each mountain - snow needs warmth to melt and to flow seaward Slackens the urge Leaves no mountain to be searched Until the next hill looms up Clouds the view, all memories fly Softens the smile Sometimes still moves me for a while But then remembering all the Broken mattocks, wondering why Each river running into the sea is needing falls to flow So changing times and changing scenes How could I ever say it like before: You - be my mountain too rough to subdue You - be my fountain of love - morning dew Drowned in you, to wake up so fresh and new Thus we will climb the day...