I’ll go to the mountain, as you told me, my friend,
I know it’s a place where my soul should relax,
And scenery there will leave me perplexed,
I’ll go to the mountain, as you told me, my friend.

I’ll stay there as long as it takes me, my friend,
I’ll take off my coat, on the grass it will stretch,
And lie watching fowls how they fly, catch their prey,
I’ll stay there as long as it takes me, my friend.

You tell me that nature is teacher, my friend,
Her wisdom is stored in deep caverns and clefts,
Her streams give instructions, their whispers tell tales,
You tell me that nature is teacher, my friend.

You’re right when you say nature’s cure, my friend,
If heart ever breaks, should our love ever fail,
We find here refuge, seek solace for pain,
You’re right when you say nature’s cure, my friend.

You say I should stay overjoyous and gay,
Cast off heavy doubts as too gloomy and sad,
You say I should go to the mountain for strength,
Advice is well taken, I’ll follow it then.