الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
From the heart of northern storms
after several lifetimes go by
I, the coldness arise
Touching the sky, turning the light
to frosty shine, forming to frost
I am a ghost, the lord of frost
wolves call my name-
Pakkasherra
I am the northern wind-
Pakkasherra
With the black wings of light
I fly to the castle of mine
higher to the mountains
deeper to the woods
to the cold heart of moon
