Wrapped in morning's silence
Of December's tree
Lonesome am I as I hear the raven's cry
Grieving art the mourning songs
Above the forest reigns tranquility
Just ice cold winds whisper to me
As if a velvet robe would wrap my bleeding heart
One gentle breeze of these winds and grief falls apart
A charm, like a dream
The franconian woods
Enchant me, embrace me
Franconian woods
Caught in infinity
In the vastness of countless trees
Oh, what a purity
Lies in the sceneries
(Caught in infinity)
(In the vastness of countless trees)
(Oh, what a purity)
(Lies in the sceneries)
Cursed for this winter hike
I see the dawn its fountain of light
Morning glory
Ethereal night...

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