Through the towering mountains
You hear the glaciers move

And the alphorns blowing,
While sheep move like there is purpose

In their wool-covered bodies.
While a St Bernard dog gathers

The sheep together to bring
Them in for the night.

While this little enclave
Hosts a summit of global importance

Near where the winter Olympics
Was once held long ago. Nearby Matterhorn

The fabled mountain looks on,
To mountaineers climbing her summit.

While from the top of alpine heights
The tourist looks around to see,

Mountain goddesses in bridal dresses,
Making love to the sky gods.

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