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I have a cottage in the Alps She is my destiny When times are tough and nothing helps She always comforts me. I have no deed, no key, no claim But she is surely mine The mat shows someone else's name But I'll be there in time. Her meadow painted emerald green So soft beneath bare feet Bright alpine lilies fill the scene My soul will be complete. Tall peaks of Innsbruck to the East Grenoble to the West She feeds the eyes a lavish feast She holds my mind at rest. Dank ashcan heaps and subway grates Comprise my current view But patiently my cottage waits I'll do what I have to. The hands of fate will drag me out Lift me across the sea This fortune looms without a doubt Because it's meant to be.
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Feb 23, 2024
Feb 23, 2024 at 5:34 PM UTC
Cottage in the Alps
I have a cottage in the Alps She is my destiny When times are tough and nothing helps She always comforts me. I have no deed, no key, no claim But she is surely mine The mat shows someone else's name But I'll be there in time. Her meadow painted emerald green So soft beneath bare feet Bright alpine lilies fill the scene My soul will be complete. Tall peaks of Innsbruck to the East Grenoble to the West She feeds the eyes a lavish feast She holds my mind at rest. Dank ashcan heaps and subway grates Comprise my current view But patiently my cottage waits I'll do what I have to. The hands of fate will drag me out Lift me across the sea This fortune looms without a doubt Because it's meant to be.
Inspired by the song "In The Alps". Credit: Cypress and Star
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Ashburn, VA
Feb 23, 2024
Feb 23, 2024 at 5:34 PM UTC
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