V-I
over the rivers, shimmering like crystals Always enlightened with all the birds’ calls The hills always win my heart ‘Cause their beauty’s a work of art
Chorus
The Hills always seem to touch the sky It makes me wonder of the way birds fly Ah ahah ….. Ah ahah…. Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. (2)
V-II
Have you ever wondered how it’s like to be a hill? Whenever you lose the sense of feel? Hills… Wherever you are whoever are you… I wish I could stand and see the world with you…
Repeat Chorus