A butterfly dances above a frozen lake. What does it take to keep the water clean?

Wolves sing in a hidden valley. Their voices carry far, to where trees fall at the cut of a blade.

Somewhere else a mother hugs her child. Does it matter that she has fur?

There's a price to pay for everything we love.

A small one catches the first snowflakes. If kid or cub, what does it change?

A crow that mourns a dead friend - ain't there beauty in this love?

True freedom lies in the feathers of birds. But their colour call danger from the dark.

There's a price to pay for everything we love,

and I just hope that it could ever be enough.

Because every gain needs a sacrifice.

And don't you just think that the sun shines brighter after the night?

The wind tastes sweetes after you left a cave.

To see a rainbow you need the rain.

To have summer, winter has to die.

And what good is a world you wouldn't fight for?

What treasure is in the riches nobody cried for?

So carry desperation with your head held high.

It's a privilege, it's the worth of life.

The beauty of a snowflake about to melt, of a song that'll end, and of a butterfly on it's last dance.

There's a price to pay for everything we love,

and I just hope that it could ever be enough.