Your World is Mine / Gran Paradiso

Forest. Old and wise. Dangers and wonders live deep inside. 

Rivers. Gentle and wild. Singing songs of freedom and the gift of life.

Mountains. Giants in the night. In this wild, wild country, guarding the sky. 

Stories are captured in the grounds. By land and people over long gone times. 

I hear the Earth call. See the grandness of it all. 

You blow me away. Again, again, again.

You’ll always stay, a mysterious.

You have whispered my name, a thousand times.

Come home my child, your world is mine.

And I honour your ways, again, again, again.

I’m aching to stay in equilibrium.

I have whispered your name, a thousand times.

We could live as one, your world is mine.

Echoes. Vibrations in the ground. Wild and free, Ibex climbing high.

Ancient, yet fragile somehow.

Bound to live on the mountain side.

Eagles fly alone.

How I long to feel at home.

You blow me away. Again, again, again.

You’ll always stay, a mysterious.

You have whispered my name, a thousand times.

Come home my child, your world is mine.

And I honour your ways, again, again, again.

I’m aching to stay in equilibrium.

I have whispered your name, a thousand times.

We could live as one.

Your world is mine.