Olden Winter Woods کے بول

The frost poured down Upon vast opaque fields It mourns the light's absence And darkness... It devours my soul! Frozen death, it smells through The olden woods Frozen death, it smells through The olden woods Niveous snow flakes paint All the view, wandering thoughts Niveous snow flakes paint All the view, wandering thoughts Fierce winds blasted the decaying leaves Swept all dying hope, monstruous shades Increase while the past whispers in despair Frozen death, it smells through The olden woods Frozen death, it smells through The olden woods Niveous snow flakes paint All the view, wandering thoughts Niveous snow flakes paint All the view, wandering thoughts The languid light, it swirls away My lost eyes immersed on other's disturbance...