Naked in midwinter magic
Lies an angel in the snow
The frozen figure crossed by tracks of
wolves
An encounter symbolic yet truthful
With a hungry choir of wolves
An agreement immemorial to be born
Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest
Accompany all the charming tunes
Of a sacrament by a campfire
A promise between the tameless
And the one with a tool
Tonight the journey from the cave
begins
I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of
mountains afar
We will honor the angel in the snow
We will make the streams for our
children flow
Wrapped in furs beneath the northern
lights
From my cave I watch the land
untamed
And wonder if some becoming
season
Will make the angel melt in shame
I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of
mountains afar
I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of
mountains afar
We will honor the angel in the snow
We will make the streams for our
children flow
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