Wind from the East
Glass tears fall from my frozen eyes
As the ice winds scratch my cruel face
The ballroom floor is almost deserted
Which is a pity as the band is playing my favourite tune
Dazzle Dazzle Dazzle Dazzle
Brutal March
The freezing sands have covered the early flowers
There are no glimpses of the exotic to be seen
Even the softening trees feel cheated by the ice winds
2018