Different as night and day,
Neither one can negotiate,
This icy stretch that inundates,
The signs of life, the blossoming of love,
In haste, we sharpen our blades,
And in circles, slip, slide, and skate,
Get to each other, if only to get to each other,
Not one bit closer; the ice is thin, the winds close in,
Craaackkk! Into the biting water...