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A long time ago, a woodcutter and his son,
a strong blizzard, a hut as shelter

Warm, safe, they spent the night,
both had time to talk,
they'd never done this, the time was right,
the old father, said these words

“My son, I believe that now is the time for you to take a wife.
My life will not be eternal, I start to feel the weight of old age,
and you need a partner, so you wont be be alone ...”

While sleeping the son thought of the father's words,
then a strong wind opened the door,
a woman, white robes, hair long and black,
came flying in

With Frozen breath she killed the old man,
and said to his son: "you are still young.
never reveal what happened here, or you'll die"

A year later, on a rainy day,
he saw a woman from the window,
he let her in, away from the rain,
love invaded their souls

She was Yuki, she suffered the heat, she hated the summer,
she found relief only in the cold wind of winter

This was the white lady, he spoke to her, the promise was broken,
and thus his life was saved.

Crying, in a whirl of snow, she disappeared

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