Lyrics:

Winter
(to die in the mountains of b�kk)
(lyrics: Ferenc Mocsnik)

It was a foggy, dark twilight,
The gray blur of beautiful winter

Extended his majestic power
I smell its clean scent&

The fresh snow is slowly covering
The footprints of those who walk
Front of me, they dissappear, as i do,
In the destructive storm of dark times&

Trees dressed in black, creep into the distant twilight,
In the mirror of my eyes,
Like the devil himself have mixed mass from the ground
And the darkening night&

The sharp cold grasp my body,
It takes me further into the inviting frosty gloom

The mountains of b�kk spun my rocky cradle,
And now his gray breath is my coffin

I leave no trace in the snow anymore,
The last water drops, frozen into stars,
Scattered into my face
By winter &