Standing firmly
At the bottom of the mountain so high
I looked up and up for
My aim I found
As wandering shadow as ghost
On the top of the mountain
Measuring the height of the mount
My feet galloped the top in steps
Oh ! I'm so scared
Both of my bare hands fly on the air
Looking up intently
On the Blues of the limitless sky
For my aim's still far away
From the pupil of my eye
