walking through winter, through snow-white fields
colder than cold for several weeks
and the lost fireВґs burning miles away
and the wind whispers stories in her ears



and sheВґs asking: "do you hear these heavenly voices?
do you hear the preacher who wants you to pray?"



and this night so much colder than every night
and she says, she likes winter and winter-trees
and the sun seens so far away tonight
in the dark and deep, frozen water the light
of the moon under which she dies
of the moon under which we cry



death knocking at the door i must let him in
life like a river flows outside stay alive!
ten-thousand good reasons to survive



and sheВґs asking: "do you hear these heavenly voices?
do you hear the preacher who wants you to pray?"



walking through winter, through snow-white fields
colder than cold for several weeks
and the lost fireВґs burning miles away
and the wind whispers stories in her ears



stay alive! my dear i kiss your cold hands
first time please stay alive iВґm loving you youВґre
loving me imagine that you were at home
this night please try it!
donВґt leave me alone!