I climb the mountain Stars alight like shinning fountains The moon becomes a river of dreams Love flows in the veins of the stream From the mountain top,From hence i look down I feel so high I am wearing a crown The world is so tiny ,my voice becomes mute A world full of music,I hear the wind the magical flute My arms stretched out as i spun around I laugh and smile and fall to the ground The sun the warmth,a face of love And with gods love the world is full of grace