The west was getting out of gold
The breath of air had died of coldWas only adding frost to snow
As guilt to gold that wouldn't showSnow queen dancing in your hair
Going down the winter stairsAnd we all living in the winter side
But now we miss the summer lightNow we all living in the winter side
Sometimes we miss the summer nightEvery moment of the night
Snowflakes shining into the starlightIn the morning they arise
But only one can seek the skySnow queen dancing in your hair
Going down the winter stairsAnd we all living in the winter side
But now we miss the summer lightSnow queen dancing in your hair
Going down the winter stairsAnd we all living in the winter side
But now we miss the summer lightNow we all living in the winter side
Sometimes we miss the summer night...