Snow falls softly on the streets

And stays hanging on old wires

I am the woman with cold hands

Watch how white snowflakes dance

Tram wires carry gentle lights

The city sounds a bit softer today

My heart swings with the quiet tracks

Snow falls gently on the tram wires

Holds time still for a few minutes

Between the masts, calm is breathing

And I stand here and dream myself warm

My breath paints clouds into the night

A tram moves slowly through the fog

Winter kisses the tired streets

Snow falls gently on the tram wires

Holds time still for a few minutes

Between the masts, calm is breathing

And I stand here and dream myself warm

The last snowflake searches for its track

And I walk home, the evening is completely still