The rolling peaks are a call to me
I am a child of the mountains
The moment of birth
Genetically there is a mountain root system
The moment of exodus
Shouldering the solidity of the mountain
The moment of return
The heart is filled with the waiting of the mountain
The moment of the climb
Feet full of courage on the mountain
That handsome cliff is a stretch for me
Mountains, grandeur
It has never been a tyrant
Mountains, eternal love
It never left with a negative heart
Big mountains, frank
It never rejects a tired return
Today, I got lost at your feet
You lead me with the sweetness of a sweet spring, and I get the journey and direction
I rest weakly in your waist
You support me with a solid pillow and I gain comfort and spirit
I look excitedly on your shoulder
You accept me in the four dimensions of time and space, and I gain wild imagination and strength
I call wildly at your peak
You burn me with the storm of the sun, and I get galloping with extreme speed
The undulating ridge is a gentle song to me
You are my most faithful guardian
By your side, I am never afraid of getting lost
You are my strongest supporter
In your heart, I am never afraid of failure
You are my most loyal caregiving god
In the palm of your hand, I will never be weak or timid
Dashan, my most respected and strict teacher
Under your silent teachings, I can never be proud or indulgent
Your hands are free and assured
It gives me more boldness and confidence in freedom, self-discipline and self-love
Today, I am back and once again swim in your arms
Your tenderness and love, steadfastness and bravery nourish me again
You are my friend and division commander
I am your companion, your child, the warmth on which I will always depend.