Still the day flees
Leaving behind nothing but a memory.
Is this a dream?
Why did the light disappear?
Dying flowers may disappear,
Yet still you stand
Amidst the frost.
Meine Eisblumen…
Do you blossom in the dark?
When all disappear
Still you stand.
Meine Eisblumen…
When frost turns to dew
Do you stand then?
When the morning comes,
Do you stand?
Meine Eisblumen…
Although we may dress in sadness
You are rare.
You are perfect.
Vanishing flowers are asphyxiated by the cold,
Yet still you stand.
Meine Eisblumen du bist schön.
Meine Eisblumen still you stand.
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