Vi njuter av en vacker och rogivande solnedgång…
Rosa gryning…..
När ljuset återvänder……
As light returns
There is a song soaring
Across the pristine ice
The frosty blanket sparkles
With a longing that never dies
There is a light lifting us
As our hearts rise
In the morning suns first rays
The rose horizon flies
/ Ilse-Marie /
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