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I used to miss the cold winter-nights back then
I used to long for the cold winter nights in the past.
I waited for the day to pass so you would come again
I eagerly awaited the passing of the day for your return.
Remember how I fed you (those memories do stain) ?
Do you recall how I nurtured you? (Are those memories still haunting me?)
I always gave you more even though nothing did remain
I always gave you more, even though nothing persisted.
My world is black
My world is filled with darkness.
Black fire burns the night
The darkness is intensified by a black fire that burns through the night.
I greet the darkness
I welcome the darkness into my life.
With wide open eyes
I face the darkness with wide-open eyes, perhaps indicating acceptance or confrontation.
Cover me white, cold winter sky
Envelop me in the purity of the white, cold winter sky.
Cover me white as I take off and fly
Surround me in the white as I embark on a journey of flight.
Cover me with your ice cold tears
Shield me with your ice-cold tears.
Near you I possess no fear
In your presence, I am fearless.
I used to cry myself to sleep those nights so long ago
In the past, I used to cry myself to sleep during those long nights.
Both day and night I longed for you, I never could let go
Day and night, my yearning for you persisted, and I couldn't let go.
But recently I realised that you were on your way
Recently, I realized that you were on your way.
As frost did spread across the ground I knew you would come to stay
As frost spread across the ground, I knew you would stay.
One last time I kiss the frozen ground
For one last time, I kiss the frozen ground.
I wave goodbye to my fallen gown
I bid farewell to my fallen gown, possibly symbolizing a past state or identity.
Winter, winter... at last you have come to set my soul free
Winter has finally arrived, bringing liberation to my soul.
Black I was forever and will forever be
My essence is eternally black and will remain so.
Embrace me, I will touch you, the wind my elegy
Embrace me, and I will touch you; the wind is my elegy.
The children of the Great winter are mourning constantly
The offspring of the Great Winter mourn incessantly.
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