Requiem for the Fallen Snow by Onyx:
When I see flakes / my eyes / do / see,
What is this chill / coming / o-ver me,
Is this / some / en-chanted / winter fan-ta-sy?
Somepony / come over / to set me / free-free-free
The flakes / fall down
Please / don’t wither
Colts and mares //
I wish you / Frosty Shivers