Out of the East
A dream comes out from the sky
Setting me free
Through the clouds I will fly!
The mountain must yield to me,
Thunder will roar,
The sound wakes the universe
Dragon will soar!
R:
High upon high!
I reach for high upon high!
Into the sky,
I charge on into the sky!
We touch the clouds,
The tiger with me will ride.
Our hearts as one,
Power right at my side.
The future before us lies
Magical door;
Along with the tiger’s way
Dragon will soar!