all my dreams take me backwards
i can see a little child
his mother in black

kissing the dead brother
and it's snowing still

what a pleasure touched by death
snow falls cover the dead
cold doesn't touch her
ice melts as the warm tears fall
in a lake of white swans stare
at their direction sad they live
black strange birds are coming

kissing the dead brother
and it's snowing still

although early the night deep falls
tears turn to ice by the cold
the snow covers his body and the snow stops falling

in shape like crows and as swans
become wizards speaking human words
the morning next together they will be

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