From window set in biben cluster
Where clases spot where she sat last year
Lost a top the ramp was shivering now
Now I cut the wood I feel the stove
I eat my soup and write my notes
Recalling the last problem of the alps
Recalling our last problem of the alps
We grew up in the Alpen woods
And from day one we understood
We'd always be each others company
Now I cut more wood I do my chores
I'll wait for you forever more
Recalling the last problem of the alps
Recalling our last problem of the alps
Forever our last problem of the alps
Forever our last problem of the alps
Forever, Forever, Forever
Last problem of the alps
Last problem of the alps
Last problem of the alps
Last problem of the alps