| Eternal ice as far as eyes can see
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| Deserted wind, an inspiration need
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| This white horizon, so sure a lonely guard
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| Oath to preserve, admire graceful art
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| Flower in ice, this artificial life
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| The beauty lies to your devoted feet
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| Down on my knees, they feel so numb
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| Are blue
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| I talk to her, I dedicate my words
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| Of course not, how could I dare to thaw
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| Of course not, why should I care for life
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| …at all
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| Immortal beauty, unbearable in splendour
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| A season change as days fly by
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| I see her thaw, give life to beauty
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| To rouse me out of transformation
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| Ice now bursts in thousand pieces
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| Imprisoned I now under her
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| I listen to this lifeless rushing
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| And hear her speak to me now, softly
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| Of course not, how could I dare to thaw
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| Of course not, why should I care for life
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| …at all |