Текст песни SOLAR STORM - Холод

I hear how the noise in the night,
Breathing of northern winds.
I still remember these days
When I gotten the warmth of fires.

Cold!
The wind will take me for you.
Hunger!
The death is fattening.
My life is not a penny
Not worth it.
I beg the cold,
To carry me.

Not much left,
I approach you.
I already see your outline,
In all-consuming darkness.