Looking at the sun set,
I’m surrounded by the huge mountains.
I hear the birds singing joyful songs,
I see the flowers dancing,
I smell the pure air.
And then I realise that I’m far away.
Far away from my world,
Far away from those I adore,
As pagans enjoy the nature
I think that I have turned into one.
I’m now left with precious memories,
I wish I could call someone
But I don’t have network coverage.
Far away, alone
However, I’m overjoyed.