Original lyrics
ENThrough ancient frozen forest
As if wandering ghost between dead tress
I’m searching for forgotten source
Their waters will warm my cold flesh
Merciless northern wind beats my face
But I don’t feel his fierce malice to all that’s alive
In this misplaced realm of snowglades
I fall asleep and see a dream about the end of my life
And sticky cold had pierced my flesh
Snowfall will wrap my body with winter’s ashes
