We are people of snow
Oh, we know about the snow
We know something of the sun
But from the city of frost [bad word] 
We are the men of blankets
We are here to warm your sleep
When we walk in the streets
It’s the stars that give us heat
There is no law that defines us
We are how we break what binds us
We are the men of snow
We have held you
Now, off we go