End of a nature`s cycle
becomes in a silent death
A ruler through centuries
gets the victory
with a solstice medal
It is a cold night to live
evocating the winter charm
Freezing my bones
a cold treasure in a chest
with golden leaves
and a book of memories
to sing the History
This bonfire smell in the air
talks about my childhood
about places where I was
In thousands of snow horses
with an iced shield
and a crystal sword
the Winter Lord returns
Hell of coolness ones
the city in this winternight
The naked trees doing
a symphony of winds
blessing those ice stars in the skies