Thereīs a land in the south
- where the ocean glows
Thereīs a land in the south
- where no river flows
Itīs a land without rain and no disease
Itīs a land without grain and trees
Thereīs a land in the south
- where summer is winter
Thereīs a land in the south
- where winter is hell
Itīs a land full of grace and dignity
Itīs the last of an unconquered world
How long will the midnight sun
- still shine on virgin snow
How long since weīve begun
- to make it another stage for our show
Let the whiteland dream in peace
Let that silence never cease
Let the whiteland dream in peace
- dream in peace
Thereīs a land in the south
- with just a few years left
Thereīs a land in the south
- fearful of impanding death
Itīs a land full of gold
- but no treasure land
It must not be sold out to anyone
How long will young penguins still breed
- and play on virgin ice
How long will we still need
- for the final throw of the dice
Let the whiteland