SonataArctica the Florn

Magic Winter

Of my children the dearest one is this stage
Where the moonlight on its alleys advances
Bent sprig, summer in the care of
The White Ocean so wide
Which with the wings of a ghost moon
Arrives to retrieve me home

Upon the wintry earth, a moment like eternity
Which with the paws of a kitten to me creeps
Here at the tale?s roots I may live, where
A violin of vast longing
Its eternal melody paints
With its song awakens the earth

Translation of "Taikatalvi" by Nightwish