Ola hi, ola hae

Ola hi, ola hae

My hat´s soaked but I journey forward,
and my canteen´s without water,
and the way becomes much longer
for the path is full of rocky turns.

Hola hi, hola he
Hola hi, hola he.

My shirt´s tattered from the journey
as we march out in full sun
I am singing while I´m walking
for it makes the journey much more fun.

Hola hi...

Climbing up along the mountains
we don´t turn to look behind.
We go marching on united
step by step the end´s in sight.

Hola hi...

But I sing out loud and joyful
for we´ve climbed over the mountains
my heart´s happily contented
all the rest it will not bother me.

Hola hi...