The Rhine valley

Peaceful Germania bathed on the sunshine

of a sparkling  Roman  wine ! 

The snowflakes that settle on hills and valley

evoke mischievous little  elves ...

Earth so much turned over by seasons 

and empires that passed ,soil so covered

and never subjugated ...

Between Rhine and Moselle ,the vigilant guard ,

fire of  ancient  hearth ,watch over the spirits !

    south wind ,

 the legionnaire traces the road ,

   Sol  invictus ! 

Fertile land who slowly will get lost 

in the maze of the  estuary ...

" should I leave my gondola dreams in Basel ,

to go die to the song of the Lorelei ? ''

'' Jonk  Fra dègen mir aner Becher  

vun dëser wäis  sylvaner ! ''

'' Young maid serve me another pitcher

    of this white sylvaner ! ''