Midwinter air frozen and still
I feel it’s near
Breathing on my skin is full of thrill
Not a fear, but something much deeper
I feel it’s near
Breathing on my skin is full of thrill
Not a fear, but something much deeper
Into a flow of river cold
Fallen angel of the darkest bound
Lost path to the lost world
Desperate try to heal those wounds
Deeper than Northern sky
Than those unspoken waters of the lake
Untouched beaten heart of the night
Crystal pure tiny soul of snowflake
Path among the stars
Storyteller’s heart of dreamy-eyed child
Long lonely winter nights
Sleepless and cold, lost for all mankind
Desperate try to heal those scars
Deeper than Northern blue sky
Than thousands frozen lakes
That pure faded soul of snowflake
Little angel among the demons
Lost soul of a saint
Among million sinners
Dead poem of a snowflake