1. song
Snow lay outdoors,
Frosty haze over glades,
Dance of cold snow-storms,
Silver-sewn brocade.
I am leaving my home,
Throwing off the bolt.
On the white fluffy snow
Lays the foil of a wolf.
If you love me, do wait
Under cover of trees.
I have gone far away
From my own native hills.
Light a flame in the night,
I will not go astray.
To the Mountains' height
I will wend my way.
Flame is pale and low
But I follow it.
And the whirls of snow
Reel about my feet.
D' you remember , my love,
What you did promise?
And a raven above
Points a road for us.
Frosty haze over glades,
Dance of cold snow-storms,
Silver-sewn brocade.
I am leaving my home,
Throwing off the bolt.
On the white fluffy snow
Lays the foil of a wolf.
If you love me, do wait
Under cover of trees.
I have gone far away
From my own native hills.
Light a flame in the night,
I will not go astray.
To the Mountains' height
I will wend my way.
Flame is pale and low
But I follow it.
And the whirls of snow
Reel about my feet.
D' you remember , my love,
What you did promise?
And a raven above
Points a road for us.
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