Urepel

You are a small corner
Of the snowiest
Wrapped in tranquility.

White mountain range
With white stones
In the northern heights

Everything is silent
Silent square
Silent in the distance
Kanpatorrie.

Outside I feel cold
Entering the caves
In the oldest songs
I go quietly,

You are the cold one
You are the cold-cold one
In the cold waters of Urepel
In the cold waters of Urepel

You are the cold one
You are the cold-cold one
In the cold waters of Urepel

Reddish evenings
In the chimneys
Reddish evenings
In the lowlands

The lower sunsets shine
In the ashes of the fire
Carving wood
This is your winter

You are the cold one
You are the cold-cold one
In the cold waters of Urepel
In the cold waters of Urepel

You are the cold one
You are the cold-cold one
In the cold waters of Urepel
And in the hidden places

Springtime
Will come to sing
Under the midday sun
A thousand colors
Under the midday sun
Two thousand colors

Green mountains
With white stones
Reddish peaks
Urepel
You are a small corner
I truly love you

You are the cold one
(...)

You are the cold one
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You are a small corner
You are a small corner
You are a small corner
I truly love you