In those cold winter nights
When the moon leads the shadows
Everything is so silent
And it brings peace to my mind
But I still hear
Shrill cries from the mist
So a silent hymn
For the dead I give...
When the moon leads the shadows
Everything is so silent
And it brings peace to my mind
But I still hear
Shrill cries from the mist
So a silent hymn
For the dead I give...