In the bleak midwinter
All the shadows rise
They hope to touch the sky
But fall to their demise.
In the bleak midwinter
When sons and daughters sleep
The blue touch beneath their toes
And laughs unheard unseen.
In the bleak midwinter
The maidens dance in the snow
Angels and demons all together
Creep upon their strolls.
In the bleak midwinter
When the world is locked
The heath is built upon
While love is gone.
In the bleak midwinter
When the earth is asleep
Precious embers are lost again
Just to be found in spring...
