It is a time to shiver
Be grateful to live
Though skin and bone quiver
Always more to give
Take the time you hold
To learn what is dear
Stand up bold
And winter song do hear
Listen to her quiet
For in your mind she'll toil
Within her crystal sight
Oh how your soul will boil
Come to understand
For at the very last
Blessing in the land
After winters fast
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