Riding proud with horses wild
Wind blows in faces cold
Heading for the mystic place
Where ancient fathers found their peace
The old mighty trees
Hiding forgotten paths
Passing old desert fields
On our way to go
Black mountain
Where eagles fly high
Black mountain
Where man can reach the sky
Let the ancient speak
Black mountain
Where earth and heaven meet
Black mountain
Where tears are falling deep
Finding our destiny
We reach for secrecy
Walking on the sacred ground
Where ancient fathers forever bound
The old mighty trees
Hiding forgotten paths
Passing old desert fields
On our way to go