[bad word] and makes me shiver
Though I'm tightly wrapped in wool
The trees stand naked and embarrassed
Against a sky all pale and [bad word] 

And even though all is lifeless I
Can't remember to have seen this wretched world so beautiful before

There's no sound except the [bad word] frosts's [bad word] beneath my hurried stride
All the world, though cold and hostile
Looks so peaceful all in white

And even though all is lifeless I
Can't remember to have seen this wretched world so beautiful before

We are faintly moving shadows
We are blurry silhouettes
Hands dug deep into our pockets
Faces covered with our hats

And even though all is lifeless I
Can't remember to have seen this wretched world so beautiful before