Wind, fog and snow
We're alone in this house
Don't fear the knocking at the window -
It's a guest of mine,
It's the north wind,
And we're between its' palms
But the north wind is my friend,
It treasures all that is hidden
It'll make it so,
That the sky becomes free of storm-clouds
On that spot, where the star of Adelaide shall rise
I remember the stir of the lips,
The touch of the hands
I heard that time wipes away everything
You hear the heartbeat:
That's diamond cut diamond
And there's no sorrow, no evil,
No bitterness, no offence
There's only the north wind
It'll wake me up
There, where the star of
Adelaide shall rise