High on a Rocky Ledge - Whitney

High on a rocky ledge lives a Mädel, Edelweiß

Shy as a shadow, lovely as lace, and cold as ice

High on a rocky ledge, I pledged my love to her

Every time I climb up to Paradise

How many times I’ve been up to see her, goodness knows

Huffing and puffing, dressed in the warmest climbing clothes

How many chances would be taken in my

Hopeless pursuit of the Schnee-Mädel-Edelweiß

Then spoke a spirit, «If you would win your lady love»

There’s only one way, fall to your death from high above

You will begin to grow in snow beside the one

You have waited for to be mated with

You who are climbing breathless to see me and my love

Snow flowers growing fonder on lover’s ledge above

If you’ve the yen to pluck, then pluck us both, for we who have lived as one

Wish to die as one