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The Gnome

The cold of the midwinter-night is hard

The stars sparkle and shine with light

everyone is sleeping in the lonely yard

deeply during the cold mid-night

the moon treds its path so silently

snow shines white on sprouce and tree

snow shining white on a lake

only the Gnome is awake

Standing all grey at the farm-yard-door

the grey against the snowy white

gazing as so many times before

towards the moon's cold light

watching the woods, trees so tall

'cirkling the homestead beneath a sombre wall

musing on things he cannot see

about some unknown mystery

The cold of the midwinter-night is hard

the stars sparkle and shine with light

everyone is sleeping in the lonely yard

soundly until the morning's bright

the moon steps oh so silently

snow shines white on sprouce and

snow shining bright on a lake

only the Gnome is awake

Jesper, Elisabet, David -06