Wind, fog and snow outside
We're alone in this house
You hear the window knocks - don't be alarmed.
This is Northerly Wind holding us in his palms.
But Northerly Wind is my friend
He preserves what is hidden
And he will make sure there are no clouds in the sky,
Before the rising star, Adelaida
I still feel the movement of lips,
The gentle touch of your fingers
You've heard that the time will erase everything
You hear the heartbeat - this is a fight without winners
And there is no sorrow, no pain
No pride, and no insult hidden
There's only Northerly Wind and he will wake me again
Before the rise of star, Adelaida