Oh cold Winter's Night so cold your tempests blow,
A howling in the fridged air that resonates from deep in my soul,
A longing to see the gental fall of the pure snow,
I howl to the future, I howl for Winter's cold approaching approval of my choice,
Dance and dance in the snow in joy as it falls,
With teeth bared and filed I await the Spring to fallow after,
To embrace what's to come.
