In the light of my fireI see footsteps in snowIn white-out conditionsMy eyes have no viewIn the light of my fireI see grey sticks in snowIn white-out conditionsThere’s no trace of the track at allA peak is blazed wiith the light from the moonAnd there is no view in darknessI search for the moonlightIn the light of my fireI see cornice on stonesIn white-out conditionsThere’s no further viewIn the light of my fireI see grey flakes of snowThere is no sign of life here at allA peak is blazed wiith the light from the moonAnd there is no view in darknessI search for the moonlight