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Once there was white snow at night was cold And wolves were howling to the full moon There were old tales by the side of fire place at night Winter's hands were cold but soul was warm In the night we were the wonderers of old fairy fantasies But now fighting in the middle of the hurtful truths In the white we were the pure snow angels The world was our playground But now gathering the autumn's dead leaves in rainy nights There were white flying fairies in the sky at night They would carry our thanks to god Then a summer wind torn us apart In the night we were the wonderers of old fairy fantasies But now fighting in the middle of the hurtful truths In the white we were the pure snow angels The world was our playground But now gathering the autumn's dead leaves in rainy nights