In the shades he finds protection, he’s a fallen angel on the run   The night welcomes him like a lost son   As he’s walking under his brother moonlight   Nobody knows where he’s coming from   His breath is freezing the branches of the trees   And his eyes are almost perforating the environment around him     Refr:   He sets the world under ice   His aura is white gleaming   Around him eternal coldness     But inside he hides a warm shine as he’s waiting to change into spring   Sorrow and grief are his two companions, he’s older than mankind   They fear him and the gifts he brings them   But they know they need him to reanimate creation   In the circle of nature he was always the most displeasing one     A scapegoat for the tragedys of life   And this is the way it will always be