Of North Of North Stars

(альбом: Songs - 2006)

A snowless winter
Oh, how I miss the snow
And in this city that I hate
I don't make sense to anyone

Does anyone know
What wonders the night can hold in the cold?
Can there be inspiration without the snow-covered wandering streets gently moonlit?
Chimneys and frost-covered window panes

The snowless winter is living death
Breathing out air without seeing your breath
I'm depressed
And I'm stupid and foolish
Your sick, sunny palm trees are creepy and ghoulish

I hate myself more than anyone else in the city
And it soothes me to know most of them will be dead
In a hundred years of snowless winters

A snowless winter
Oh, how I miss the snow
And in this city that I hate
I don't make sense to anyone

Does anyone know
What wonders the night can hold in the cold?
Can there be inspiration without the snow-covered wandering streets gently moonlit?
Chimneys and frost-covered window panes