• How sweet your breath upon my neck
    alone here in the dark;
    whispering softly in my ear,
    seducing my poor heart.

    How warm your touch upon my skin
    on this cold, cold night;
    caressing gently my soft face
    soothing my soul, my light.

    Love blooms in the darkness;
    passion is all we know.
    The heat, our only protection
    from the quietly falling snow.

    It lasts not long, this life we claim,
    death comes on silent wings.
    Heartless is the Winter's Night,
    when ends all sunny things.