Snow, cold, wind
All of those things are my home
White feathers blue eyes
I am Phoenix of Ice
I dive in the snow
I am born within the colds
I fly above cold mountain's tops
I pray to the sky
I help people of Die.
I am Phoenix of ice
I have bright blue eyes
White feathers as the stars
Dreams and thought cold as my soul
I am Phoenix of ice
I have my declines
I fly above the sky
I leave the stars behind
Boys and girls gather around
I'll tell the story you want to know about
Where the stars come from?
I will tell you,
Books don't stand along.
Age doesn't matter
Age doesn't matter
Age doesn't matter
Age doesn't matter
You can be a kid when you are older
You can be a child when you grow older
You are the source of my power
Put your dreams on the cover
Book is your cover.
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