• The Icy Fingers of November,
    So gently flowing in the wind.
    So gracefully they brace our spirits.
    Such magic winter winds doth bring.

    Just look above!
    Can you not see the marvel?
    Can you not feel the presence of the wind?
    Can you not trust yourself? Embrace the thunder!
    Embrace the thunder, rain, the wind, and you'll be free!

    You will be free, my friend, of all your worries!
    Of all your daily tasks and chores you will be free!
    You will become a messenger of messages beyond us.
    Accept, for you belong with me.

    Though separated now,
    Will will unite once more!
    The season calls,
    And we must heed the call!

    The call to arms!
    The call to hearts!
    The call to reunite at once!

    And so, come meet me now
    Beneath this tree we planted,
    Beneath this tree, where all the worlds must end.
    Beneath this tree, where all the ails are nothing,
    Beneath this tree, where no man's foot shall thread.

    Beneath this tree, where no betrayal happens,
    Beneath this tree, where mistletoe would hang.
    Beneath this tree, your Icy Fingers touched me,
    Beneath this tree, where I forever lay.