When the cold of winter comesstarless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
we will walk in bitter rain
But in dreams
I can hear your name
and in dreams
we will meet again
When the seas 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.
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