Over hills and over heaths
I want to show you
Backpacks and walking shoes
A little place I have found for myself
Over hills and over heaths
Over hills and over heaths
Our winding paths lie
Subdued moss and the scent of heather
We watch the ravens congress in awe
Over hills and over heaths
Over hills and over heaths
Do you see what I see?
A gentle spring and the green leaf
I bring you to my sacred hidden place
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