| How can the cold burn me so hard
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| That the heat resembles embers?
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| How can the wind torment me so hard?
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| It whispers about my death
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| Melancholy weighs every step I take
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| I just fumble awkwardly
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| I give what little spark I have left
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| To cruel subarctic night
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| Fire breaks out in the dawn light
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| I see a desolate, frozen land
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| I see and pray for my soul
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| I found Qaqortoq's ice and snow
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| I said goodbye I said goodbye
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| I'm smiling, I'm freezing to death
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| So quiet, so powerful, so relentless
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| The silence I slowly drown in
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| A chain, a prison of ice crystals
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| When the night is over, I'm free
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| Lost in the frozen white sea
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| Which has no bearing
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| My resting place will also be my grave
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| I will stay forever
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| I'm just following our father's compass
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| And the shabby gift of fate
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| Reconciled with the heavy burden of my destiny
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| Towards my afterlife
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| Fire breaks out in the dawn light
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| I see a desolate, frozen land
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| I see and pray for my soul
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| I found Qaqortoq's ice and snow
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| I said goodbye I said goodbye
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| I'm smiling, I'm freezing to death
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| Qaqortoq, you catch a glimpse of the dawn lights
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| Your face gives me peace and comfort
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| I can see the warm houses in the distance
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| They give me joy in my tired breast
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| Fire breaks out in the dawn light
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| I see a desolate, frozen land
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| I see and pray for my soul
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| I found Qaqortoq's ice and snow
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| I said goodbye I said goodbye
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| I'm smiling, I'm freezing to death
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| In the dawn light death burns
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| Like frozen blood, the sky is red
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| It smiles but wants nothing good
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| My time is up, everything is over
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| In an instant, the spirit is free
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| I say my last goodbye
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| The mighty, cold avalanche rages
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| Infinite, like the wild fall of the spring river
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| Reconciliation takes the place of fear and horror
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| Not alone, not sad, no longer cold |