Walking on the thin ice

I look at the old pictures and wonder why & how

Life can be a real puzzle sometimes 

I remember those happy days, when every evening together was a great party

and we thought that we had all the time in the world

We were following the right way... To the exit, in any case

Sometimes I miss you and imagine your silhouette reflected in the boutique windows

But coming back to you would be like walking on the thin ice: Tempting but dangerous

Glædelig jul Merry Christmas Bon Nadal

Asleep winter heart

No more games - she said

Your coldness made me blind

Let me die alone in the asleep forest

- and her heart remained still like the old mill's wheel in the frozen waters

Remember: Some feelings are like the burning embers, you can't see them, but they are just hidden under the snow...