It is beautiful here
It is beautiful here ...
Look, in the distance
The river sparkles like fire,
The meadows strech 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!
It is beautiful here ...
Look, in the distance
The river sparkles like fire,
The meadows strech 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!