When the mountain touches the valley
All the clouds are taught to fly
As our souls will leave this land most peacefully
Though our minds be filled with questions
In our hearts, we'll understand
When the river meets the sea
Like a flower that has blossomed
In dry and barren sand
We are born and born again most gracefully
Plus the winds of time will take us
With a sure and steady hand
When the river meets the sea
Patience, my brothers and patience, my son
In that sweet and final hour
Truth and justice will be done
Like a baby when it is sleeping
In its loving mother's arms
What a newborn baby dreams, is a mystery
But his life will find a purpose
And in time, he'll understand
When the river meets the sea
When the river meets the almighty sea