The Ways of Winter

歌詞

And the tall pine trees shivered As the freezing wind blew through. And the swollen, rushing rivers Held their courses straight and true. And the lumberjack leaned on his log And watched as though he knew The ways of winter. And the clear blue sky was covered By a layer of fleecy cloud. And the snow fell through the trees Like a falling mourning shroud. And the wind up in the conifers exalted clear and loud The ways of winter. And the snow was falling thick And the forest, it was dead. He turned his face up to the shy And slowly shook his head. The sun shone through the falling snow, A dull and fiery red, That day in winter. And the logger threw his axe Across his broad snow-covered back, And he wandered through the pines Down the steep and twisting track. And he knew that though his axe be sharp, He never could attack The ways of winter.