Spring comes to the valley,
But snow lingers on this peak.
Where long ago you held me,
Then left me here to freeze.
And while outside I am frozen,
My heartbeat's slow and sure.
This is only hibernation.
I will return once more.
The valley shall hear my song;
And the rivers flowing deep,
As someday I'll flow swiftly down -
As melted snow beneath your feet.
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