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White dancers of the sky
Bear with me this lonely cry
Coldest flakes of the air
Freeze the feelings I have for her
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Does it snows where she lays?
Far from my love’s engulfing blaze.
My thoughts for her, can you express?
With message tender her soul caress.
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Lacy woven, spirit patterns
As you fly though icy currents
Watch her movements, see her form
Bring both intact in my hold
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And should you bring an image bright
I pledge upon my heart’s true light
Your souls I’ll keep in my minds eye
When fiery rays cause you to die
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