A Kingdom Of Blue Bane

There you see-out 

Of the cracked glass pane

The kingdom of blue bane.

Oh I wonder every day, how

Do the kids find delight

In this freezing twilight.

Joy in winter evenings is

Some steaming café au lait

To drive the chill away.

To despise the cold is

Not devil, the devil is the

Kingdom of blue bane.

I see glitters in the dusk

Its the queen's lane,

All white and plain.

The snow is what

I rejoice,

Since it's not

That much of a choice.