Romantiskais pasaku-sniega-fantāzijas noskaņojums.
Iedomājos vecai dziesmai vārdus sameklēt... No tām, kam vārdi paši par sevi nes skaņu, ārpus nozīmes.
Nav jau tādu daudz. Bet tieši šodien tādas skan īpaši daudz.

There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know, that when it snows, my eyes become large
And the light that you shine can be seen.

I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
The more I get of you, the stranger it feels.
So much one can say, You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain
To me you're like growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me is that healthy?

And now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave
And if I should fall along the way,
I've been kissed by a rose,
Been kissed by a rose on the grave.

Tikai izvilkumi no vārdiem, man tīkamā secībā salīmēti.

Skaisti tak... sasodīti skaisti.