| I hear her call
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| The crystal deep in my heart
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| It drags me to the north
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| To the land of ice and snow
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| There she is waiting for me
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| Cold are the days
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| The nights are dark and silent
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| A silver fairy light is guiding me on my way
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| Towards my icy queen
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| Fire and ice, northern wind is biting thrice
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| That’s the place I have to go
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| Place I have to go
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| Fire and ice, following the flakes so white
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| Dancing with my queen of snow
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| — With my queen of snow
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| On her white throne
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| My winter bride is waiting
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| The blizzards raging high
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| White wolves howling to the moon
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| Frozen I kneel to her
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| Ice on her lips
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| Her paleness makes me silent
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| My fate, my love, my dream
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| So caught in her icy stare
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| I shall light for my queen
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| Fire and ice, northern wind is biting thrice
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| That’s the place I have to go
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| Place I have to go
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| Fire and ice, following the flakes so white
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| Dancing with my queen of snow
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| — With my queen of snow
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| Snow falls into my heart
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| Fire and ice…
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| That’s the place I have to go
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| Place I have to go
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| Fire and ice…
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| Dancing with my queen of snow
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| With my icy queen of snow |