La Belle Fleur Savage

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