The North is my breath Three suns are always with me Long distance calls me I could come the first But I will be the last It's getting warmer Steam goes out of my mouth I should sleep three days, three nights My eyes are like the frozen planets Inside burns a flame You are the first who knows my North Has come to end You, the first who lives In the spring tent Between the spring and me is only NorthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
