Do you hear the music of the mountains
Listening from your cabin bed
Sunday evenings, singing softly
With lakes and trees, peaks and valleys
I can hear the music of the mountains
As you walk the path with me
Nature calls us like a sister
Underneath the canopy
Of trees that give us shade and shelter
Do you hear the music of the mountains
Standing at the edge of night
In the gloaming, when all is quiet
Listen for the still, small voices
I can hear the music of the mountains
Wind is rustling through the trees
As night falls upon the hillside
We lie on an open field
The great expanse of stars before us
Do you hear the music of the mountains
Rising up in majesty
As I breathe in all of the beauty
It's there to see, for you and me
It's crystal clear, for all to hear
And can you hear the music of the mountains