Clouds hide and shy away
Under mountains so high,
Under hills of pine trees;
Forged by God above are
The lofty mountain peaks,
Where trolls and dwarves
Dwell is where the snow is
Born glimmering under
Morning sun; the pine
Tall as can be! The high folk
Of the forest, like a quilt
They cover the land, keeping
Warm her children in cold
Night winds; like a rose
God's handicraft blooms,
His work is shown off
By mountain top snow
And cloud hidden valley.
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
Clouds hide and shy away
Under mountains so high,
Under hills of pine trees;
Forged by God above are
The lofty mountain peaks,
Where trolls and dwarves
Dwell is where the snow is
Born glimmering under
Morning sun; the pine
Tall as can be! The high folk
Of the forest, like a quilt
They cover the land, keeping
Warm her children in cold
Night winds; like a rose
God's handicraft blooms,
His work is shown off
By mountain top snow
And cloud hidden valley.
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