She wore a black tiara 她穿着一件黑色的头饰

rare gems upon her fingers 在她的手指稀有宝石

and she came from distant waters 她来自遥远的海域

where northern lights explode 其中北极光爆炸

to celebrate the dawning 为庆祝曙光

of the new wastes of winter 冬天的新废物

gathering royal momentum 收集皇室势头

on the icy road. 在结冰的道路。

With chill mists swirling 随着寒意雾纷飞

like petticoats in motion 喜欢运动的衬裙

sighted on horizons 有远见的视野

for ten thousand years 在万年

the lady of the ice sounds 冰音小姐

a deathly distant rumble 死一般的遥远的隆隆声

to Titanic-breaking children lost 泰坦尼克破孩子失去

in melting crystal tears. 在熔晶莹的泪水。

Capturing black pieces 捕获黑片

in a glass-fronted museum 在玻璃门博物馆

the white queen rolls 白皇后卷

on the chessboard of the dawn 在黎明的棋盘

squeezing through the valleys 通过谷挤压

pausing briefly in the corries 在corries短暂停顿

the Ice-Mother mates 冰娘队友

and a new age is born. 和一个新时代的诞生。

Driving all before her 在她之前的所有驾驶

un-stoppable, un-straining 未停止可能，未拉紧

her cold creaking mass 她冷吱吱作响质量

follows reindeer down. 如下驯鹿下来。

Thin spreading fingers seek 薄蔓延的手指寻找

to embrace the sill-warm bundles 拥抱窗台暖包

that huddle on the doorsteps 在门口的乱堆

of a white London Town. 白色的伦敦城。

Oh, sunshine --- take me now away from here 哦，阳光---把我现在离开这里

I'm a needle on a spiral in a groove. 我在凹槽螺旋针。

And the turntable spins 和转盘旋转

as the last waltz begins 作为最后的华尔兹开始

And the weather-man says 和天气，男人说

something's on the move. 东西是在移动。