When the cold of winter comes,
starless night will cover day.
In the vieling of the sun,
we will walk in bitter rain.
(courus)
But in dreams,
I can hear your name.
And in Dreams,
we will meet again.
When the sea 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.
starless night will cover day.
In the vieling of the sun,
we will walk in bitter rain.
(courus)
But in dreams,
I can hear your name.
And in Dreams,
we will meet again.
When the sea 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.