White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes. Burnt lungs, sour taste, light's gone, day's end. Ripped gloves, raincoat. Tried to swim and stay afloat. Dry house, wet clothes. Loose change, bank notes. Weary-eyed, dry throat. It's too cold outside for angels to fly.
Auch wenn die Schneelandschaft wunderschön ist, den Sommer mag ich lieber.