Here it goes again the angel of my fears, the sun has vanished in its twilight glow
Why November came disturbing our spring? With cold dark our distance grows
And rain keeps falling down, together we shall drown with our dream
Late rose filled with early snow, so is the fall of your love
Raindrops of hope turning to stone…cry of the mourning dove
Air is too thin, wings are too weak beating the invisible light
Can bear no more this cold you feel flying to the freezing fire
Every step we take towards our hiding place we are crashed with loveless wind so strong
No more use of [bad word] or changing ways… still illusion fades away
And rain keeps falling down, together we shall drown with our dream
Late rose filled with early snow, so is the fall of your love
Raindrops of hope turning to stone…cry of the mourning dove
Air is too thin, wings are too weak beating the invisible light
Can bear no more this cold you feel flying to the freezing fire… Flying to the freezing fire…