Winds are blowing from the north.
Bring that smell of ice and snow.
Call my heart to start a way.
Force my soul to be up there.
Winds are blowing from the north.
Lure my flesh to feel the cold.
Make my hand to stroke the snow.
Block all thoughts of inner world.
Winds are blowing from the north.
Giving chance to break the gloomy shell.
And freely watch the beacons - stars.
Up the sky in deepest night.
Winds are blowing from the north.
All the birds are flying north.
Soar skywards with nordic breeze.
Watch the ice of dark-blue deep.