The high mountain stood far away
The cloud of mist on a cold day.
The foot adorned with evergreen wood
The cosy light looked so good.
A drowsy eagle soared above
Its plume caressed the peak with love.
The high mountain might be quite old
Oh! I couldnโt wait to behold
It is a wonderful thing indeed!
Strength of tenacity is what we need.
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