On the balcony she beholds and longs

Queen of the ice desolates

Alone and weeping she bears the sorrow

Queen of the ice desolates



In the land where day is night and night is day

Bulks a castle with walls of ice, covered with white frost

Outside these walls exists no life

Memories of warmth frozen into snow crystals



In the land where the wind weeps, the child of tragendy lives

Horn of frost and cold, dressed in the snow

Bears who form to pearls run from her eyes

...Memories of joy frozen into pearls of ice



the woman in the castle of ice bears the curse

There where she will die

Queen of the ice desolates



A lonely raven passes by

It seeks further on towards the warmth

On wings it is free

The woman in the castle bears the curse

There she will die, but will anybody

Remember?