(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