frozen sun far away as the year is young lights are low seems all life has gone as the shadows grow sharp and long on the snow no one knows when fimbul finally comes oh how stark dazzling brilliant glittering sparks dancing flakes against blackened bark blink three times and once more it s dark nights are slow no one knows when fimbul finally comes birches reach their bodies bleached like whale bones drying on a frosty beach guarding graves with wordless speech lectures no living creatures teach the dead have seen the end of this world in the dead of a winter heavy as lead breath is smoking with each word said in a halo round every head voices low no one knows when fimbul finally comes birches reach their bodies bleached like whale bones drying on a frosty beach guarding graves with wordless speech lectures no living creatures teach the dead have seen the end of this world