In winter times, the days seem brighter than usual
Brother cold comes sweeping the warmth odd our skin
But wu, we are burning on the inside
Curious of where this path might take us
Singing
Ooh, ooh
Ooh,ooh
We waited in the woods in search for the wisdom
Aren’t we all lost souls with plenty of freedom?
But time, time is only an idol
I am twenty-one but not twenty-one
Singing
The woods have no ending
The woods have no meaning
So let’s leave this hollow
And farewell tomorrow
In winter times, the days seem brighter than usual