No Alto do Monte

Who will climb the high mountain in the holy place
And who will dwell on the high mountain in the holy place

I sought you face to face
I sought you through the land
I am searching for the source
I am searching for you

I will climb the highest mountain I know
Offer you my youthful days
Give you my first fruits
And hear your voice

And soar with the vision of the eagle among the paths
Not live alone anymore
Fix my ways
For you are for me