Dead trees rise from the snow This is where my path leads me Leads me to misery. They lost their name They will never dream, never hope Without words they accept my life. Desire for endless moments in your arms Evoken by one look in your eyes Now there is only the winda?Ts embrace.
Enchanting voice from sweet lips I wona?Tt hear again... Only the sad whisper from the cold waste. Dead trees turn to dust Covered with eternal snow I will never dream, never hope again. This is where my path lead me To misery so cold...to the end And i will never return.