The Snow lies on the Earth
Icicles hang from the
gate
Frost sits on the windowpanes
A fire burns in the
grate
The sun sets beyond
the wood
Abandoning the sky
Let’s draw the
curtains in
And bank the fire high
Now turn the lamplight
up
And forget about the
weather
Warm moment we’ll
share
As we cosy up together
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