There is no heaven, there is no earth.
 But who was shouting and scratching the windows?
 Hiding in a shroud of icy stars.
 That cold wind howling
 And like a corpse
 Is knocking by bones at door.
 
 Silently the snowflakes soar...
 
 The streets are empty now,
 Because death has walked on the roads recently.
 And here time was stopped forever.
 
 The last sparks of fire...
 Still immersed in darkness.
 
 This is the wind. It whirls in a dance.
 Bringing cold silence and rest eternal.
 And once again the frozen dead birds sing...
 And again death is somewhere near.
 But no more strength to continue to fight
 No more hope in the extinct eyes...