The snow in the air
To sing me a lullaby
My [bad word] hither to me

The dark nights [bad word] So kiss me for good-bye
The grace of the godland is near to you

Show me the flowers invisible
Sing me the hymns inaudible
The wind is my voice
The moon is my [bad word] find me, I'm on every hills and fields
I'm here... ever your near...
(Sing for your love, gone so far in the past)
(Pray for the world, that you may rest in peace)

The snow in the air
To sing me a lullaby
The angel of rebirth is here

So let all your pain
Sleep within the husha-by
The grace of the godland
Grace of the godland
Grace of the godland is near...
So close to you