Softly winter comes
Dyed leaves lay across my path.
Softly winter comes
Black crow calling out forlorn
Softly winter comes
Black crow calling out forlorn
Sun shines through my window still
The dark sky forebodes
Brown bear soundly sleeps nearby
The dark sky forebodes
Brown bear soundly sleeps nearby
Mountain high in sight turns white
Breathe the scent of pine
Wolves play in the blinding snow
Breathe the scent of pine
Wolves play in the blinding snow
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