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Away from home in the winter woods.

The snow is falling on the slumber ground, covering the trees with icy hoods.

The winds are howling its nightly song with sadest tunes,

Covering my heart with snowy dunes.


Away I want to run,

From this icy kingdom to face the sun.

The rising rays of warmth I want to catch,

And ride the light for a match.


To boldly walk on the clouds

And sing my song of freedom to the crowds

Of stars and galaxies in the Universe

And walk with a Goodness Force…