The snow fell, as it was born by Winter... Trees in black naked beauty Came singing a praise. And hiding their gold, like greedy gnome Is burying his treasure, dance snow. Winter covered their frozen roots With the pillow of tender haze, Under which the grass fell into glassy sleep, Entering generous bliss. Mountains replied to me greeting the Queen Of blowing winds and ice-crystal worlds, And her flying servants that are never seen Were carrying the leaves as they came on the Earth. Whistling like trumpet on funeral act Grey blizzard came releasing white snakes, And myriad of warriors in sparkling white dresses Were carrying the tongues of the saints on the stakes. White spears and swords Ripped off angels' hearts, Cold was freezing their wings. And night slowly fell On forest beneath Like fingers of bard on the strings - On forest lying under Mountains of mine, Under wind, whispering legends of time... And ice-storm along With the Children of woods Sang joyful and furious rhymes. ...As abused angels left the Earth The call of freedom started its way !!! I was going on other side Of sacred new day To infinity of blinding black mass Absorbing the mind. I was going on other side Of dying sun's heat To icy and frozen nature Absorbing saints' lives. And I saw burning shadows of the past Along with endless and fathomless lakes. ...And the snow fell as it was born by Winter...