La Belle Fleur Sauvage

What you're looking for won't be found easily

It grows upon the mountain in a sacred place

Up beyond the clouds, in ancient ground, so they say

And many men have died trekking up that away

Once he's gazed upon her, a man is forever changed

The bravest men return with darkened hearts and phantom pain

Ages come and go but her life goes on the same

She lives to see the sun and feel the wind and drink the rain

Her colors change to mark the passing of the days

No Earthly sight can match the beauty she displays

And when I die I want her lying by my side

In my grave, in my grave

I'd give it all to love that girl

I'll be the one to pluck that fleur

I'm meant to find the place where all good things begin

To smell her scent and watch her dancing in the wind

And when I die I want her lying by my side

In my grave, in my grave

I'd give it all to love that girl

I'll be the one to pluck that fleur

I'd give it all to love that girl

I'll be the one to pluck that fleur