Out of white snowdrifts
The giant fir-trees
On their fluffy branches
Carry dark blue hoarfrost

They conceal inside them
A mystery
Majestic silence
In a winter wood, winter wood

If i could, i wood live
In a winter wood, winter wood

But the silence of the fir-trees
In deceptive
Passions invisible to the profane
Are seething there

There are strange creatures,
Fairies and elves
That enact a fairy tale
In a winter wood, winter wood.