The Snow Queen

In snaw thare lies her future,
In snaw thare lies her past,
Aye, mony icy stars will mark,
Her first day till her last,

In whyte thare raists her memories,
In whyte thare raists her soul,
The frozen time ticks on,
'Til ne'er blae eyes open bold,

In frost thare waits her lou'er,
In frost thare waits her hert,
A season away, bu' her snell the same,
Aw keeping them apart,

The snaw upon her wally face,
The snaw inside her gaze,
The snaw athin the mirk and morn,
The snaw ahint the haze,

Aw these things aboot the cauld,
Her grawe deep in the ben,
Aw these things tha' thole are telt,
Till be muffled by snaw again,

Thon corbie snaw,
Thon dauncin snaw,
Will muffle the wheen again.