The moons pale light falls over the trees,
and they cast their black shadows
over the snowcovered heaths.

Behold this land, embraced by frost.
Life and fertillity, forgotten and lost.
A mirrow of ice upon the lake.
I praise this land of ice and snow.
Snowstorms whining among the trees.
I praise this land where freezing winds do blow.
Fallen snowflakes in the starlight,
lies silently and still.
A lonely wolf barks in the winternight.
Behold this land, embraced by frost.
Life and fertillity, forgotten and lost.
A mirrow of ice upon the lake.
I praise this land of ice and snow.
Snowstorms whining among the trees.
I praise this land where freezing winds do blow.
(Music: Weinerhall - Lyrics: Weinerhall)