Crestasee (Romansh: Lag da Cresta) is a small lake shared by the municipalities of Flims and Trin in the Grisons, Switzerland. From 1892 a guest house on its northern end served as pension and still is a restaurant today in its original state.
There is no tributary to the lake and whilst walking along its shores you may be surprised by finding the lake both sides of you, realizing, that the holes between the rocks lying around the lake are filled with water. The rough character of the whole area derives from being a debris area of the gigantic Flims Rockslide, where waters flow underground until feeding lakes at certain spots such as Crestasee, Caumasee or Lag Prau Pulté.
Less than 100 yards (91 m) from its northern end a gorge called "Felsbachschlucht" is formed by river Flem, coming from Flims, whose Romansh name is Flem anyway. The waters from the lake and river are independent, and of course the river had only some 10 000 years to create the gorge as this is the age of the rockslide.
I'm always picking petals from
The flower of love to see
If she loves me or
She loves me not
I wonder what's to be
Today, we'll make up but then
Tomorrow, we'll break up again
She can't make up her mind
Will I find the answer
Picking petals from the
Flower of love
I wonder, wonder why she's
Such a honey at first
Then she'll act so funny, it hurts
She changes all the time
Will I find the answer
Picking petals from the
Flower of love
She loves me
She loves me not
I don't know where I stand
Woah, oh, oh
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
Will she walk with me
Forever hand in hand
How I pray she's
Really mad about me
That she would be
Sad without me
That's what I hope to find
Will I find she loves me
Picking petals from the
Flower of love
(Will the flower let me know)