Dazzlingly white The snow drops peaks from the sky. Piercingly howls
MMXVII
Dazzlingly white
The snow drops peaks from the sky.
Piercingly howls
The milky desert's
Eternal race of ice.
It blinds with swagger
And quietly calls you to the bottom
The symbol of pride – an iceberg.
It warms the memory of home
The polar night's
amulet.