---

Once there was white snow at night was cold

And wolves were howling to the full moon

There were old tales by the side of fire place at night

Winter's hands were cold but soul was warm

In the night we were the wonderers of old fairy fantasies

But now fighting in the middle of the hurtful truths

In the white we were the pure snow angels

The world was our playground

But now gathering the autumn's dead leaves in rainy nights

There were white flying fairies in the sky at night

They would carry our thanks to god

Then a summer wind torn us apart

In the night we were the wonderers of old fairy fantasies

But now fighting in the middle of the hurtful truths

In the white we were the pure snow angels

The world was our playground

But now gathering the autumn's dead leaves in rainy nights