Your forests, your parade
Everything that you made
Both snow and winter art
I bear them in my heart

For sure I have the liberty
To watch the spiring fertility
There aren't sufficient lyrics.
To express my love to our spirits

Under the bright sun in the snow
Happiness born in my soul grow
When I'm skiing in the dark
In our very beautiful park

There aren't sufficient lyrics.
To tell the beauty of our spirits
Love will save both you and me
I'm trying to be happy ...