Flower Flower in Winds of Winter Roots in the land of Veyron full of stalks and leaves Its share of snow and hail O captives of cold and dark shadows Night and nearby Blue Blue I have dreamed of dreamer I pulled on the walls To the root of your storm my nights voice is sad Still from hypocrisy of the sky of the city of horror My love of my love is ruined from the cold deceit but the trunk of the other stem has no feeling
The flower of the wind Hurry O captives of cold and dark shadows Nights from afar and near the blue Blue of the dream to black I dont let you forget there Oh thirsty flower I reached the name I drew the role of God on the walls
