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I wake up to the sound of frost creaking in the walls |
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I crawl to the door to confront its cold breath |
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First morning after the long autumn |
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Exitement fills my heart |
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Before my eyes opens a scene so bright |
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Wintertime has begun |
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Oh, I hear the forest calling for me |
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Oh, the natures roaring so tempting secne for |
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My Winterheart cast in white frost |
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Cold dawn of winter, the love divine enters to |
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My Winterheart |
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Into the cold and snow surrounded |
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Forest now I stroll |
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The path I've chosen leads to prescece |
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Of the Creator |
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Oh, how I admire the beauty of these trees |
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Oh, how they stand in silence dressed in white they greet |
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My Winterheart cast in white frost |
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Cold dawn of winter, the love divine enters to |
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My Winterheart |
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Memories take me to dawn of his glory in my life |
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Grace pours like snowflakes on my wounded soul |
