| Lyrics: | H. GellerM. Seligson
Chorus:
Ole, oleanna. Ole, oleanna. Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole,
oleanna.
Climbing up the Matterhorn, all alone as I could be, I reached the top, I forced a
stop and heard this mystic melody.
(Chorus)
On an island in the ocean, not a human
soul around, as I searched for bread and water, once again I heard this
sound.
(Chorus)
My plane had all its motors gone. The wings would never keep me
up.
I heard a voice that seemed to say, |
