Snowdancing Possesses my soul. I am slipping On the snow. My blue heart Is white with horror. My sweet dream's A dream of sorrow. I wish I were not an owl - Keen and strong Until the dawn. My fear Will disappear When I know That the night is near. But I'm shot By a fatal arrow, A sniggering gnome's Caught in the snow. He's sneering me down, His mind snow-bound, He is my lot, A snake in the snow. His smouldering soul's Smothering my hope. Smiting me with horror He's getting in my road. But still snowdancing Is everywhere around. The snow's falling down, It's touching the ground. It reigns in the world, It's whirling about. It's reinless like a wild horse, It's soft as down. It says: "I'm so close, But you cannot see me, You hear my coming While your body's dreaming..."
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