Out of white snowdrifts The giant fir-trees On their fluffy branches Carry dark blue hoarfrost They conceal inside them A mystery Majestic silence In a winter wood, winter wood If i could, i wood live In a winter wood, winter wood But the silence of the fir-trees In deceptive Passions invisible to the profane Are seething there There are strange creatures, Fairies and elves That enact a fairy tale In a winter wood, winter wood.