On a frosty December morning
Just as quiet and gentle as the years before
I saw you in the fog
And you were just as crystal clear
And ice blue as the snowflakes
We were awaiting

As a morning sun
You went on a journey
In my limbs
You followed me on my way
To give nutrition
To the frozen grass
And to give warmth
To my frozen organs

On a frosty December morning
I was now more full of warmth
Than any July sun
Could have given me
A morning sun i December
Is far more warming
And far more honest
And far more beautiful
Than any other suns