Snow dances with light rain,
wind is my soul, frost is my pain/
for all shall never be the same,
hearts shall never love again.

Years of yearning and still no ending
the tears replaced the smile in thy eye,
for no ear to cry my begging -
a heart once warm is left to die.

A queen's end, a lover's repend
a fool's friend, could never make a mend.
for only in love we hereby trust,
for lovers we were, to love again we must.

Bestow upon the trees
a fragrance pale image
a soft touch by night's breeze.
Dim memory, lit by faded light;
for you were my guide,
a bright light,
a bright guide -
my bride.

Winter leaves its cold harshness.
You were my heart's spring,
a memory of a once gentleness.
Cream roses to my heart you bring.

Though an image, breeze, and a flower
is all that's left to a heart's content,
a king's repent, a lost soul's cure?
they suffice to sweeten winter's sour,
Has my sun shone a light so pure?

For you were a bright light,
star bright - my eternal night's guide,
my bride.