| Swept through the loney marshes
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| Of Norseland ancient soil
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| Below me withering blizzard
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| Has melted with the snow
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| «My tears no longer turned to frost
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| My eyes they gleam no more
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| Triumphant pride forever lost
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| King Winter… where is thy cold?»
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| «Many a winters night I have longed
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| In solitude of my own reflection
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| Silently I spill a tear into the sea
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| Am I doomed to haunt this landscape forever?»
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| A colourless cascade of withering grey
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| Midnight slumber hides my pain
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| «In the gloominess of autumn dusk
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| I sat mesmerized, staring at the sky
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| Will you come to take me away
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| In your everlasting grasp?»
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| I yearn for thee… King Winter
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| Make me frozen, cold as ice
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| I give to thee my blinded eyes
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| Make me chilling, as white as snow
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| I give to thee my lonely soul
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| Hear my longing, hear my cry
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| I give to thee my empty mind
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| Cast your winds upon my wing
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| I give to thee my hollow heart
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| Come… King winter, blow me so far away
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| Swept away into the night, end my sorrow end pain
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| Come… eternal winter, blow me so far away
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| Swept away into the night, never to be seen again |