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Flakes fall on the temples, apple blossom petals
Winter has arrived with starry nights and stories
When the rays drip light over the songs of peace
They include the same moments with pearls.
The wind sighs and the sky is bluer
From afar he dreams of the way to the stars
It wanders through snow-filled branches
And beyond the mountains the moon smiles at us.
I dream, sing and collect thoughts from above the spring
I see deer wandering on the white carpet
The moon rises smoothly over the fir forests
Through the rustle of shining stars.
The paths are white and I don't hide my eyes
The moment I don't know about you anymore
From the mystery of the night when dreams pass one by one,
I am excitedly waiting for a sunrise.
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