Lyrics
When we leave, these miles behind us, We see the fire on the mountain, We see the fire, Holy Fire.
As we run,
the top's coming down,
and the flamme, keeps on shining
As we crowl,
All things are falling,
And our shadows become silver lighting,
All smokes go up, All minds go down, And it keeps on burning.
When we left,
These miles behind us,
We saw the mountains facing each other, And now all the moutains, are gone in the fire. Oh Holy Fire !
Holy fire !
We saw the mountains, black as a feather, Now all the mountains, are gone in the fire. Holy Fire !
ANTOINE PIERRE GERARD BASCHUNG, JEAN NOEL SCHERRER, JEAN-NOEL SCHERRER, JULIEN BAPTISTE SIMON PEULTIER, TIMOTHEE LOUIS-EDOUARD GERARD
ROY MUSIC PUBLISHING, UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group