The Franconian Woods in Winter's Silence lyrics

Wrapped in morning silence of December's trees

Lonesome am I as I hear the ravens cry

Grieving art the morning songs

Above the forest's tranquillity

Just ice cold winds whisper to me

As if a velvet robe would wrap

My bleeding heart

A gentle breeze of these winds and grief falls apart

Enchant

Like a dream

The Franconian woods

Enchant me

Embrace me

Franconian woods

Caught in infinity

In the vastness of countless trees

O what a purity

Lies in these sceneries

Cursed for this winter hike

I see the dawn and its fountain of light

Morning of ice1

A scenery of night

1. These last two lines are replaced by the line "Morning glory – ethereal night" in the album "A Retrospective..."