under a blinding sun that has no power
enormous ice slabs tear up each other
above mallards point their arrow to the north
along a wind beyond cold that's freezing no more
under your spell I was blind and had no power
my heart turned to ice, tear it up if you bother
I turned wild, couldn't turn back nor forth
a long winter ahead, a feeling ultimately wrong
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