Текст песни Марина Капуро - Тропа

Through the mountain passes trail .
Through the mountains I 'm going for it .
In the morning listening to birds singing ,
And do not worry , I know the other .

I met with the wind is not in vain .
I learned how the foliage whispers .
sound of rain and thunder over me
The rush , so that I knew how sweet rest.

How willingly sing to me in this land ,
Like with the ground all I say
In all languages ​​.