Through the Mátra trees we stride, lost in the autumn's play
With Ágasvár's peak in sight, shadows guide our way
Stories rise with every step, on this legendary trail
Echoes of past days, as the leaves paint tales so frail
On the trail of legends, where the whispers never fade
In the heart of Hungary, where the magic's made
In the Mátra hills we wander, as the sun begins to lower
With the weight of tales upon our backs, and the scent of autumn's flower
Stopping at the Slovak Inn, tales of legends shared in song
The warmth of pálinka brings comfort, every step we've taken long
On the trail of legends, with the stars our guide, we rest
In the heart of Hungary, where history is our guest
In the shadows of the Mátra hills
We tread where ancient secrets lie
With each step, the past intertwines with dreams
Echoes of time in gentle streams
On the trail of legacies, we wander bold
Through tales of old where mysteries unfold
Guided by the stars and warm ember glow
Together we march through the echoes below
At the Slovak Inn, tales shared through the night
Laughter and stories in the dim, soft light
Under autumn's guise, forests sway in song
To the rhythm of footsteps, we belong
On the trail of legacies, we wander bold
Through tales of old where mysteries unfold
Guided by the stars and warm ember glow
Together we march through the echoes below
Night falls softly, cloaking the land
Gentle whispers by the fire we stand
With kindred spirits and tales intertwined
Our hearts forever to this journey are aligned
On the trail of legacies, we wander bold
Through tales of old where mysteries unfold
Guided by the stars and warm ember glow
Together we march through the echoes belowl