You have a heavy mind
And the taste of sleep in the mouth
A secret language together with the northern wind
And snow in October
And you run away again
Alone to go to sleep
Could I come with
Take me in your arms
Take me into your dream
My bear brother
My bear brother
Take me into the borderland villages of drowse
No one will wake us up
My bear brother
My bear brother
I have a tiny stone
Weighing heavily in the chest
There's a long line of dark days
Could I sleep them away
And I rise up again
Together with you to watch
When the trees already grow buds
Take me in your arms...