Ice Cracks Again

The thick ice cracks again, the snow now melts away,
Spring is coming, and the sun's light brightens day by day.
Another year has passed, adding grey to my hair,
And in my life — the wisdom born from errors bare.
No one is guilty without fault in our troubles, it seems,
Stupidity is celebrating victories again, it seems.

The hardest thing for us is to love the living ones.
Their absence only becomes clearer after they're gone.
It's their death that gives our life its only meaning:
Life would be impossible without Love's redeeming.
And on the peaks, the snow will melt away once more,
But clouds will hide the sun's light as before.

Everything will happen again in our lives, I know,
But the Lie will never defeat Love, even so.
Year after year, there's a brutal war again,
Where they all want to sell us at a high price.
But even the eternal ice will melt — Spring will come, and then,
The Lying Demons won't be able to fight.

The hardest thing for us is to love the living ones.
Their absence only becomes clearer after they're gone.
It's their death that gives our life its only meaning:
Life would be impossible without Love's redeeming.
Another year has passed, adding grey to my hair.
No one is guilty without fault in our troubles, it seems.