Sturmponiere

I know this place already tired of my whining about mares, this my damn crusade. Oh... I'm tired too. Tired of this misfortunes.

I knew so many beautiful mares, I was a good friend for them. But where are they now? Somewhere there, making their loved ones happy. 

It's sad to be like me, just a support in difficult times. I helped so many people in their relationships winter.

Now they are warming themselves by the fire, and I'm just freezing to the bones.

"Tiefster Winter schafft sich Raum
Wo einst Fruhlingsknospen bluhten
In Ewigkeit, zerstort der Traum
Ein See gefriert zu Eis"