On the balcony she beholds and longs Queen of the ice desolates Alone and weeping she bears the sorrow Queen of the ice desolates
In the land where day is night and night is day Bulks a castle with walls of ice, covered with white frost Outside these walls exists no life Memories of warmth frozen into snow crystals
In the land where the wind weeps, the child of tragendy lives Horn of frost and cold, dressed in the snow Bears who form to pearls run from her eyes ...Memories of joy frozen into pearls of ice
the woman in the castle of ice bears the curse There where she will die Queen of the ice desolates
A lonely raven passes by It seeks further on towards the warmth On wings it is free The woman in the castle bears the curse There she will die, but will anybody Remember?