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winter and the night out there

White cloth on your thin skin, no one who still dares to the door

warm breath, which freezes to ice, my lane, which disappears in the white

In day light is of short duration, biting frost already on the lookout

red hands, pain in the wind, thoughts freeze even

Sun far out here, I'm all alone

You make me feel small and helpless, in the midst of your cold hands,

also blown my track here at the very end

I hear calls that are in the wind, watch up,

see birds flying to the horizon

The air is cold and clear, I'm against the sunset,

am so tired, I sleep soon put

The animals long rest these days,

and only briefly venture out of their protection

Where the moon lights the ice crystals can be like stars,

flying angels in the distance

I watched through the window looking out into the cold night,

of faithful angels always

sleep before midnight, I gently,

and white, winter will undoubtedly be the last