In the mountain chest
I have a home
No one cares about
The village's name
Where river passed through
The vacant land
Where dead's destination
Is on white sand
Where bird's sings
Many unknown songs
Early in the morning
They looks for corns.
In the mountain Chest
I have a home
No one cares about
The village's name
Where mid day comes with
Cowboys flute
Where kids dance with
Tumbled feet
Where Christmas comes with
several lights
In the mountain's chest
Everyone unites.
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