When the cold of [bad word]  
Starless night will cover day.
In the veiling of the sun, 
We will walk in bitter rain.

But in dreams, 
I can hear your name.
And in dreams, 
we will meet again.

When the seas and mountains fall 
And [bad word] to end of days,
In the dark I hear a call, 
Calling me there.
I will go there 
And back again