Monte Leone

...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