Lyrics

In the midst of the Mátra's foggy shroud,
Through the winding Csörgő path, we’re proud,
From village lanes to streams we tread,
Softly the ground gives way beneath our stead,
Step by step in the valley’s embrace,
Seeking solace in this mystical place.

Oh, in the Csörgő Valley's misty air,
The perils and wonders, moments to share,
Through mud and leaves, we tread our tale,
Nature whispers in our every trail.

The streams converge with a gentle song,
Carving stories as they flow along,
The muddy path and rocks below,
Attempt to trap every eager toe,
Yet with each step, our hearts remain,
Bound by the journey, not by the pain.

Oh, in the Csörgő Valley's misty air,
The perils and wonders, moments to share,
Through mud and leaves, we tread our tale,
Nature whispers in our every trail.

Rest at the hut, with eggs and brew,
Laughing along, the rain is true,
Beneath the fog, our paths are spun,
Through the Mátra, adventure begun.

Oh, in the Csörgő Valley's misty air,
The perils and wonders, moments to share,
Through mud and leaves, we tread our tale,
Nature whispers in our every trail.