Snow fall shapes get rounder and rounder each time
Colder, wider walking streats of Japan
Who would it know that our farewell
Will be the last one in life
Colder, colder, rest on the mountains so far
What would I give to hold you one last time?
And to know that you will be all right withous us
By yourself
In your skiing
Two weeks is no way to keep track of time anymore
‘Cause time takes strange forms
And never the odds makes you among
Meanwhile I got myself to sleep every night
For the rest of the year
‘Cause when I realize that you're not coming back
All I wanna do is sleep
Sleep ‘cause I am with you in my dreams
Sleep so soundly that everything seems real
Sleep so I can hold you like before
Sleep ‘cause I can't take this anymore
It's enough
Daddy, you will be alright withous us
In the sky
In the sky
Take me far from the street
Take me far from the street
Take me far from the street
Snow fall shapes get rounder and rounder each time
Colder, colder, rest in the mountains so far