When the cold of Winter comes,
Starless night will cover day.
In the veiling of the sun,
We will walk in bitter rain.But in dreams,
I can hear your name.
And in dreams (and in dreams),
We will meet again.
(...)
When the seas and mountains fall,
And we come to end of days.
In the dark I hear a call,
Calling me there,
I will go there,
And back again.
(...)
And we come to end of days.
In the dark I hear a call.
