Boreas

I am the coldest of the winds,

I bring snow and white clouds,

Cities covered by shining crystals,

Joy and solitude of winter landscapes.

 

I bring long periods of silence,

Days of passivity,

Melancholy and weariness,

 

Along with the sadness I bring,

I also give you the hope of new beginnings.

Under the veil of snow

Happiness grows.