1)Snow on the peaks glitters under the moon, In Crans-Montana, night life starts to bloom. Laughter of youth and the bass of the sound, Joy and hope in the air can be found. Nobody knew, as they walked through the door, That eternity waited on that ballroom floor. Chorus)Now a silent prayer rises from everyone’s soul, The world has stopped turning, we lose all control. In the flames of the night, a thousand dreams died, But those who can’t smile stay forever inside. The light that went out, in our hearts it will burn, For those kept in love, time will never return. 2)Then came the shadow, the air turned to fire, The smoke didn't ask as the flames rose up higher. Confused steps and screams through the dark of the night, Searching for exits, searching for light. The club that was heaven, in one second's breath, Turned into a prison, a moment of death. Chorus)Now a silent prayer rises from everyone’s soul, The world has stopped turning, we lose all control. In the flames of the night, a thousand dreams died, But those who can’t smile stay forever inside. The light that went out, in our hearts it will burn, For those kept in love, time will never return. 3)The world stands still now, the mountains are cold, The weight on our spirits will never grow old. Those who stayed there, in our dreams they will rise, The brightest of stars in Montana’s dark skies. The fire was strong, but our love’s even more, Your memory’s the purest thing we keep in our core. Chorus)Now a silent prayer rises from everyone’s soul, The world has stopped turning, we lose all control. In the flames of the night, a thousand dreams died, But those who can’t smile stay forever inside. The light that went out, in our hearts it will burn, For those kept in love, time will never return. Now the stars over Switzerland shine just for you, In the echoes of valleys, your voices come through. Charlotte, your smile, Alicia and Diana, You stay in our hearts like a deep, open trauma. Arthur and Guillaume, boys who wanted to live, Trystan and Benjamin, you had so much to give... Where the frost doesn't bite and the fire can't burn, Every one of you was a gift, for which we still yearn. Dalia and Nora, two souls so pure and bright, Your place in our memories is certain tonight. Sofia and Alice, beauties with dreams in your eyes, For you we are writing these sad, broken skies. And Emanuele, the last name we must tell, Why did your dream have to end in this hell? Twelve candles are burning, the church is so still, As tears overflow with a heavy, cold will. When the next snow falls on the Swiss mountain plains, We’ll look to the heavens and whisper your names. Crans-Montana... we will never forget. Rest in peace.

Crans-Montana ( English version)