Cold Wind

I'm the keeper of the flame

I'm reliquiae of ancient times

I was banished in the heat

In a candle near "the perfect Shrine"

Patiently waiting here inside my worldAnd a cold wind is blowing

As the fever is rising again

And the old river sighing

Here something mysterious

Shines in your lifeAll your wishes may come true

I'm the master of al thousand dreams

I'm a liar but your slave

Can be anything

but I'm not what I seem to be

Patiently waiting here inside my worldAnd a cold wind is blowing

As the fever is rising again

And the old river sighing

Here something mysterious

Shines in your lifeAnd zephyr touches my flame

Patiently waiting here in my worldAnd a cold wind is blowing

As the fever is rising again

And the old river sighing

Here something mysterious

Shines in your life

I will shine!