Magic glass inviting us To visit land of crystal ice.
There we will play in frosty bay
With snowy sand in cold blue land.
But cold water makes us stone,
Sun and see — here we go,
Lively dancing in warm springs
Flying far
with summer winds.
White and blue inviting you,
Like frozen lace it brades
your face.
On transparent shore you, wraped by light shoul,
Inlaying your
life with mosaic of ice.