When the cold of Winter comes,
Starless 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 (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.
And we come to end of days.
In the dark I hear a call.