Marching down high altitude br Engulfed by white solitude br Avalanches of snow pile upon br The aching part of the lonely soul br With bullets of ice wounded inside br Frozen is the heart by the blizzards br The soul and heart together huddle br Rub in silence hope to kindle br Chilly, frosty with pensive mood br Cold are the days of solitude br Till the snowy storms finally abate br Put me in your cave to hibernatebr br Fasika Ayalewbr br