Impure Wilhelmina
Grand Gendarme
I need some holidays
In my life I feel so bad
I just want to meet the mountain goat
Cold rock will make my day
I want to climb a grand gendarme
Just one false step and my life is over
I need some holidays
In my life I feel so bad
And I’m really sick of this flat horizon
An eagle calls my name
Gliding ‘round the grand gendarme
A sudden storm and my life is over
I wander
The sun is getting colder
And I wonder about a better life
Called lightning
Called lightning and thunder
The ridge is inflamed
The ridge is on fire