Ty Kroll - Snow - текст песни (слова)

In the gloom of whiteness 
 In the great silence of snow, 
 A child was sighing and bitterly saying; "Oh, 
 They have killed a white bird 
 up there on her nest, 
 The down is fluttering from her breast!" 
 
 And still it fell through that dusky brightness 
 On the child crying for the bird of the snow.