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Winter Song ©

Sonja Nic Rafferty
Germany
1995

A winter song I write for you on the snow,
Perishable and short like Winters are.
Eagles flew with us over the
Summits of the Highlands.
The silhouette of Ben Nevis
Is reflecting by the crystals of the lochs.
The lights sparkle from the north.
Will I see them in foreign cities?
I envisage the shore of Loch Ness
Which promised so much security.

A winter song I play for you
On the piano, seized with sadness.
Our father's tragedy,
The ballad of Tristan and Iseult.
The south wind carries it to you,
You just have to listen.
Do you hear our melody?
That must stay uncompleted,
A mystic song, a sad song,
In the echo of the Highlands.

A winter song I sing for you,
I will accompany the cold Winter
That is leaving.
On which oceans I ever might sail,
Our song will attend me
With the clouds,
Which blow upon to me in the south.
Will the next winter
Draught to the north and
Take me back to Loch Ness?


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