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Fairy snow, fairy snow, / Blowing, blowing everywhere, / Would that I / Too, could fly / Lightly, lightly through the air.
Like a wee, crystal star / I should drift, I should blow / Near, more near, / To my dear / Where he comes through the snow.
I should fly to my love / Like a flake in the storm, / I should die, / I should die, / On his lips that are warm.