Along the rapids and falls of cold streams
The whirlwind of the weather in a devotional tone
The melting river of Jökelsnön pours life out of ice crystal
With stormy spirit in the weather against mon
With liberty clothed and fighting by weathering block
Like venerable falcon frightened to flight
The sun now turns the surface into a jeweled lid
Soon the splendor that was moved lingers
The symphony of the streams
The enchanting voices of the wilderness
In all the kingdoms of nature, the tone wall soars like a fiddler
A then ¤amped noise that originates from the game of twilight
A thousand-year-old bicycle, an omnipotence that has not yet failed
Where heartland pine forest is nourished by the seal of the ant
With freedom trained and struggling at weathering block
Like venerable falcon frightened to flight
The sun now turns the surface into a jeweled cap
Soon the splendor that was thrilled
The roaring rapids rippling free
Hear! The water organ's magic melody
With liberty clothed and fighting by weathering blocks
Like a venerable falcon frightened into flight
The sun now turns the surface into a bejeweled lid
Soon, the splendor that was taken away

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