A thousand mountains from an endless drain,
Across the earth a hundred billion ocean habitats.
Clouds floating through the heavy rain,
A sea of water on a valley flat,
Surrounded by an ancient hill O grande.
A sea of hills and mountains on the grassy,
An endless road across a distant land,
Between the fields of green and hidden valley.
Flying high above the solar storm!
I see the sun above and scatter lights,
The sun and mountains like an ocean warm,
A ray of light beneath the cloudy skies.
Catch an early winter rain or snow!
I walked around a second highest peak,
Across the water like a lava flow,
Landed on the back of stony creek.