(The 5:th of February 1994 A frozen world outside my window)
In a landscape so shimmering white
Under a cold sky so blue
They look so sad in their dresses of cold
Maybe they long to be in another world
Their arms, stretched to the sky
To the horizon they long to fly
Lost under sorrow silver they mourn the days that died
Frozen arms stretched out to touch the sky
Winter flight
Their arms, stretched to the sky
To the horizon they long to fly