Cold...winter, ice and snow Sound...weeping wind that blows Me...standing on the sacred ground
Night...at the ancient graveyard Soul...looking for a saviour Eyes...searching for a girl from a distant time
I don't even know her name But her silence`s tearing me apart Petals of her flower blowen Are lying underneath the grass
And she past away so young Under veil of secrets long ago Like a snowflake on the palm Her life was autumn leaf that falls
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