Looking outside my window
The day turns grey and cold
A chill that slides in on the air
And cuts me to my soul
Soul
It's drilling like a steel grey spike
(Yeah)
Holds me in its hands
Shakes my very mind and heart
As it sweeps across this land
Land
Yeah ohh
Yeah ohh
Like crystal ice whose cauterant burn
Will leave you with its mark
An evil spirit has no eyes will
Turn your world dark
Dark
Yeah ohh
Yeah ohh
My soul leads me to the door
Of the place I've been before
Many years have cracked the walls
Of the fresco-painted halls
My voice calls into the night
Feterera [?] my petenera
But she's nowhere to be found
Just some words scratched on the ground
La luna es un poco chico
Las flores no valen nada
Lo que valen son
Tus brazos cuando de noche me abrazan
Lo que valen son
Tus brazos cuando de noche me abrazan
Yeah ohh
Yeah ohh
Looking outside my window
The day turns grey and cold
A chill that slides in on the air
And cuts me to my soul
Soul
It's drilling like a steel grey spike
(Yeah)
Holds me in its hands
Shakes my very mind and heart
As it sweeps across this land
Land
Yeah ohh
Yeah ohh
Aaahh aaahh
And so I fight
(Aaahh)
To end this bitter cold
(Aaahh)
Can I lose sight
(Aaahh)
Of all that is dear I hold
(Aaahh)
