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Frozen landscapes, flowers made of ice |
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I see her traces in the snow |
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I am am waiting for this winter night |
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Will she come to rescue me? Is it time to go? |
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She is a princess and her heart is made of ice |
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But there is no coldness in her soul |
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She tries to heal my eternal pain |
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She is a princess in a world so full of tears |
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But there is no bitterness in her words |
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She takes my hand to show me love |
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I hear her voice, it's pure and full of hope |
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I see the bright moon in the sky |
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I am searching for her eyes and wish |
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That she will melt the snow in my heart |
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I wish to sleep again, to dream her fairytale once more |
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To feel her endless grace, she'll find the doubt inside me |
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Oh, let me dream |
