Lay your neck on my shoulder
Then dream a dream of fading past
When the blue sky wears funny faces
And unhappy days run off so fast
I give my holy breath to you
While sultry nights gets cold
Remember the old fairy-tales
Of witches and of hearts of gold
This is the winter of our love
And tears dry up in this cold sand
This is the winter of our love
We lay the past in each others hand
There is no need to cry
My mind will always be with you
Reaching freely for the sky
While a dagger caresses you
This is the winter of our love
And tears dry up in this cold sand
This is the winter of our love
We lay the past in each others hand.
