When the cold of winter come
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, 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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