How calm is the snow? It covers the devastations of the autumn How beautiful is the color white How calmly the snow falls And how calmly it sits on the shoulders of the evergreen Geometrical crystals Like diamonds With innumerable cuts In innumerable flakes Sometimes as if they melt of shyness And the claim of cleanliness and innocence Of the destiny they wash With the tear of the orphan And the cry of the widow The gazelles are Shivering from the secrets of this tale From the eye of the black raven A tear as big as that of an alligator Falls down and freezes A pack of wolves Howl from the outskirts of the town nearby And dances on the white snow Red with blood