Sorting through the letters, in a line we stand
Laughing at the keeper, grumpy with her hands
Air Mail's got the bundles, mountains in the stack
Omar's waiting patient, waiting to react
Letters to nowhere, they just drift away
In the Bakony mountains, we'll find our way
Letters to nowhere, stories in the sky
On the Blue Trail marching, we leave them high
Cracking jokes 'bout the letters in the line
Omar smiling wide, got his mail this time
Tales of wild postmen, tangled tales untold
In these mountain shadows, stories unfold
Letters to nowhere, left to drift astray
In the Bakony heights, we find our way
Stories not forgotten, written in the sky
On the Blue Trail hiking, we leave them high
Well, those letters we sorted, felt like piles of snow
Our laughter echoed softly, with nowhere to go
In the dorm's quiet corners, tales became bold
In the springtime's embrace, new stories unfold
Letters to nowhere, they just drift away
In the heart of Bakony, we find our way
Postcards from nowhere, stories in the air
On the Blue Trail walking, our dreams we share