Forlorn it lies the vale in the storms

In solitude since the beginning of time

Forgotten, lost and only visited

By the icy winds that make

The surronding mountains rugged

Together with the waters which flow down

From the mountains sides,

which flow down from the mountains sides.



There, in this untouched landscape,

Strifed only by the elemantary mights

There, where the spirit opens fully to

To the pain of solitude.

But where the grief has no mortal reason

Only the beautiness and isolation.

There I want to rest and to guard

To leave it forever unseen.



Forlorn it lies the vale in the storms

In solitude since the beginning of time

Forgotten, lost and only visited

By the icy winds that make

The surronding mountains rugged

Together with the waters which flow down

From the mountains sides,

which flow down from the mountains sides.