The air is cold
The snow is falling
Footprints disappear
Replaced with new ones
Of the passing deer
The moon glistens
As the mice dance
Among the horizon
The sun stands
The moon goes down
The snow halts
Quietness fills the air
As the playing stops
Snow
The air is cold
The snow is falling
Footprints disappear
Replaced with new ones
Of the passing deer
The moon glistens
As the mice dance
Among the horizon
The sun stands
The moon goes down
The snow halts
Quietness fills the air
As the playing stops