...the giant is sleeping
Feithfull guard
To the Lepontine Alps
laying quite over Simplon
Do not ask for his roar
just caress the white head
mount in peace
take the joy of the look around
and ride his perfect back
you would be at the center
and kept in a new dimension
sourrounded by the energy
of the whole universe
then find the way down
with emotion kept in heart
to share with the people
laboured by plane
into the town