High above the silent line Where stone meets breathless sky Two sisters stand in northern wind With frost inside their eyes They speak in circles, ancient words Carved from snow and night Each breath becomes a promise Each motion turns to white They raise their hands to colour the land With silence, cold and light Not to destroy, but to remain In endless winter’s sight Together we call the storm Together we shape the sky Let the mountains wear their crowns Of snow where echoes lie Together we breathe the wind Together we never fall In white we stand, in cold we rise Forever over all They paint the valleys pale and still Erase the marks of man Turn every road to memory Buried in their hand The younger sings of drifting stars The elder hums the gale Their voices weave a frozen spell Across the shining shale The world grows quiet, pure and wide As footsteps disappear In cold they find eternity No hunger, no more fear Together we call the storm Together we shape the sky Let the mountains wear their crowns Of snow where echoes lie Together we breathe the wind Together we never fall In white we stand, in cold we rise Forever over all Sister, feel the turning air The silence listening In every flake, a memory In every storm, a hymn Together we call the storm Together we shape the sky Let the mountains wear their crowns Of snow where echoes lie Together we breathe the wind Together we never fall In white we stand, in cold we rise Forever over all


