Текст песни Rush - Tai Shan
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High on the sacred mountainUp the seven thousand stairsIn the golden light of autumnThere was magic in the airClouds surrounded the summitThe wind blew strong and coldAmong the silent templesAnd the writing carved in goldSomewhere in my instinctsThe primitive took hold...I stood at the top of the mountainAnd China sang to meIn the peaceful haze of harvest timeA song of eternity --If you raise your hands to heavenYou will live a hundred yearsI stood there like a mysticLost in the atmosphereThe clouds were suddenly partedFor a moment I could seeThe patterns of the landscapeReaching to the eastern seaI looked upon a presenceSpanning forty centuries...I thought of time and distanceThe hardships of historyI heard the hope and the hungerWhen China sang to me...