A step into the winter night,

The flight of the blackbird in the lace of the dance,

The blue well at the edge of the field.

This is the moon giving the Shadow's Exodus,

A closed house full of night sounds,

Christmas is coming soon.

These runes of the farmers on Christmas,

They are like a gift from Eternity.

Put them together,

And you will see the image of the Wind Princess.

This hat of savages fell on the moon,

Only wolves can bring it back to Earth,

Ready to create Solitude, they're walking back.

Uninvited worlds are turning back,

The black hole is welcoming guests,

This moment of the Christmas Odyssey will bring us the lion's head.