Snow fall shapes get rounder and rounder each time Colder, wider walking streats of Japan Who would it know that our farewell Will be the last one in life Colder, colder, rest on the mountains so far What would I give to hold you one last time? And to know that you will be all right withous us By yourself In your skiing Two weeks is no way to keep track of time anymore ‘Cause time takes strange forms And never the odds makes you among Meanwhile I got myself to sleep every night For the rest of the year ‘Cause when I realize that you're not coming back All I wanna do is sleep Sleep ‘cause I am with you in my dreams Sleep so soundly that everything seems real Sleep so I can hold you like before Sleep ‘cause I can't take this anymore It's enough Daddy, you will be alright withous us In the sky In the sky Take me far from the street Take me far from the street Take me far from the street Snow fall shapes get rounder and rounder each time Colder, colder, rest in the mountains so far