I close my eyes and all the is the same again
Our kindly cozy home and father’s voice
Snowflakes cover the street
Colored lights
You put on your best jewelry
It suits you so well!
The city is waiting for the holiday
And it seems that it will always be like this
The snow is covering your tracks
I’ll turn around
No one behind me
I’m calling you
In the pitch darkness
As before I’m looking
For the warmth of your hand over and over again
I wish I could hear your prayer
Here, behind the wall now
With silent candles as in the old days
Warm me while I’m alive
I’m so afraid that no one up there
Eternal silence and nothing more
I scrutinize the infinite dark
And try to touch it…
The snow is covering your tracks
I’ll turn around
No one behind me
I’m calling you
In the pitch darkness
As before I’m looking
For the warmth of your hand over and over again