Morning mist, it chills the skin (ooh)
The wind whispers through the trees in flows (ah)
Nature's call, heart full of might
We pack up tents as dawn doth glow
Footpaths stretch, 'cross flowing streams we dare
Through tunnels dark, we find our way (yeah)
Between tunnels and trails, we roam
Through Cuha Gorge, where echoes fall
Breath held tight, in nature's thrall
To Veszprém, our spirits call
Resolute, our feet press on (yes)
Stone laid paths, guide us true and sure (ooh)
Forest's class in open skies
Bench and desk, where knowledge cures
Streams, they laugh, and we laugh too (ha)
Views untouched, our stories grow
Between tunnels and trails, we roam
Through Cuha Gorge, where echoes fall
Breath held tight, in nature's thrall
To Veszprém, our spirits call
Photographs, of rushing streams
Memories, of brilliant dreams
In those woods, we found our grace
To the end, we set our pace
Between tunnels and trails, we roam
Through Cuha Gorge, where echoes fall
Breath held tight, in nature's thrall
To Veszprém, our spirits call