Grand Gendarme - Impure Wilhelmina

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 sick and tired 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