Cold Wind کے بول

I'm the keeper of the flame I'm reliquiae of ancient times I was banished in the heat In a candle near "the perfect Shrine" Patiently waiting here inside my world And a cold wind is blowing As the fever is rising again And the old river sighing Here something mysterious Shines in your life All your wishes may come true I'm the master of al thousand dreams I'm a liar but your slave Can be anything but I'm not what I seem to be Patiently waiting here inside my world And a cold wind is blowing As the fever is rising again And the old river sighing Here something mysterious Shines in your life And zephyr touches my flame Patiently waiting here in my world And a cold wind is blowing As the fever is rising again And the old river sighing Here something mysterious Shines in your life I will shine!