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Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
Swing, swing, swing.
The grey moon,
The grey clouds.
Sprinkle of stars
White all around.
The song in my head
Plays on till morning.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
Swing, swing, swing.
The frozen lamps
The frozen ropes.
The cold sweeps
Over my hands,
Over my eyes,
Blinding my sight.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
Swing, swing, swing.
The fading snow
The fading future.
The lights turn off
The snow covers.
Tomorrow,
Might not be near.