Caught with tying grasping hands
Underneath the shroud of ice
What was covered still remains
And calmly waits
Anxious wind blows dancing grains
Diamond flour strewed from the skies
Roofs adorned with crystal mane
With crystal mane
The time swings its hand
To enrich pale shades of grey
Change it to full hue
Sowing colors
Cold white veil frays out
Bleeding waters to the ground
Spurring life to blow
And prosper
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