Keep, lovely tree, your leaves in wintertime
Stand strongly in your bark of love
Make shelter for the lion and the lamb
Keep every tender beast safe from the butcher's knife

Mothers are giving birth in wintertime
Miners find copper in the mine
And in a palace made of dangling icicles
Grapes of ice are hanging dangling from the lovely vine

Last night I wandered in a wasteland
I was abandoned to the snow
You came through forests thick with tangled undergrowth
With chicken soup, a Twix bar and some winter clothes