An immortal pale moon
Only illumination of this kingdom of mist
Guides me through this open-air vault
I continue my northern march through
This subjugated primitive landscape
In the dark and eternal nights
Surveying the belvederes
And the mountainous cirques
Wandering in the polar darkness at the mercy of
This immense and capricious solitude
Crossing disastrous forests
Where the mysterious Nordic silence reigns
Collapsing one last time on the ice
The dream come true
br/>Claustrated forever in this domain
Conducive to all dreams

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