(aka How fair this place)



It is beautiful here

It is beautiful here ...

Look, in the distance

The river sparkles like fire,

The meadows stretch out like a coloured carpet,

The clouds are growing white.





There are no people here ...

There is just silence here ...

Only God and I are here.

Flowers, and an old pine tree,

And you, my daydream!





And you, my daydream!