1
The North is my breath
Three suns are always with me
Long distance calls me
2
I [bad word] the first
But I will be the last
It's getting warmer
Steam goes out of my mouth
3
I should sleep three days, three nights
My eyes are like the frozen planets
Inside burns a flame [bad word] 
You are the first who knows my North [bad word] to end
You, the first who lives
In the spring tent

Between the spring and me is only North