La Montaña

I will talk to the garden, I will talk to the one who left.
Everyone wants my mountain,
Everyone wants my mountain.
From the middle of the shadows
the half always divided...
Only the heights remain,
Only the heights remain,
Climb to the roofs, dawn is coming,
Climb to the roofs, dawn is coming.

I will walk through the yard,
where there are no captives anymore.

They will pay for my mountain,
they will pay for my mountain...
I will eat what I eat,
I will sleep and shave.

The mountain is the mountain,
the mountain is the mountain...
Climb to the roofs, dawn is coming,
climb to the roofs, dawn is coming.