There is up there among the woods
A tiny village
So beautiful
That there is none like it in the world

It lives happily as if ecstatic
As if enchanted
It does not own a bell tower
Like the big city

But in the sunset
The rainbow shines in the sky
And in the air it seems to hear
That a bell rings up there
The enchanted hour of prayer
That comes from the forest, I know it
It descends from the sky
Like a charm
A harmony

Hail Mary
Hail Mary
When the day dies
It sings a song of love
Hail Mary
Hail Mary

And in the air it seems to hear
That a bell rings up there
The enchanted hour of prayer
That comes from the forest, I know it
It descends from the sky
Like a charm
A harmony

Hail Mary
Hail Mary
When the day dies
It sings a song of love
Hail Mary
Mary, Mary

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