The storm is getting colder In a place of the frozen sun Alone on the mountainside Breathing the clearest winds The winds are everblowing Blowing off the glaciers Snow descend of the valley Into the high impassable drifts So rightly I am watching These mountains that I know Forever standing here These mountains northern face Mountains of might Icicled peeks as far as the eye can see I will reign this place alone Cold winds blew into the valley wall Snow was deeper there The storm is getting colder In a place of the frozen sun Alone on the mountainside Breathing the clearest winds Mountains of might
