Winter's Crown

Under the frostbound sky, the crown of winter shines,

With silver threads of ice, its song forever binds.

Oh, hear the ancient call, the king of snow shall reign,

Bringing light through the night, in winter's bright domain.

In the heart of frozen valleys, where the rivers turn to glass,

A kingdom sleeps in silence, as the seasons slowly pass.

Through the whispering winds of winter, a melody takes flight,

Guiding weary travelers to the beacon's glowing light.

Under the frostbound sky, the crown of winter shines,

With silver threads of ice, its song forever binds.