(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!