• When the icy touch of winters thrall consumes the witless mind,
    When the howling of the artic wolf's call sings across the vast plains,
    When the tiny white hare, cleaning his fur, hops joyously without a care;
    Thus is life, thus is dreams; thus is the eternal winter land.

    When snow and ice melt into frosty rivers and birds sing their crooning lullaby,
    When the dark giant bears of the mighty forest awaken into the spring air,
    When the butterfly flies into the colored air bringing change to the world around it;
    Thus is life, thus is dreams; thus is the beginning of the springs enchantment.


    When wild dogs laugh into the midnight air and dew still touches the leaves,
    When morning starts and children laugh to take in the summer heat,
    When lizards bask in the heat-waves glory growing fonder of the longing days;
    Thus is life, thus is dreams; thus is the beginning of summers warmth.


    When sleep starts forth and the cold frost returns,
    When the leaves change color like the sleeping caterpillar,
    When day turns to night and the winter solstice begins;
    Thus is life, thus is dreams; thus is the beginning of fall and the coming of winter once again.