Verse 1

The wind tore down the frozen banners

From towers crowned with silver snow.

The daughter of the mountain wolves stood fearless,

Walking through the cold winds’ endless moan.

The son of snow leopards — wild and reckless,

With eyes like steel beneath northern skies.

They were taught: “Love only makes you weaker.

Blood and honor must survive.”

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Chorus

But saffron filled the frozen evening

The night their lonely souls collided there.

At first they burned with hate between them,

Then fell in love beyond repair.