The seasons went over so fast.
It`s November again.
I still remember the last...
the fog, the rain.
The silence, the peace...
all`s so quiet around.
I feel the cold wind, the breeze
as I walk over the hard ground.
Tight and grey mist came over us...
I`ve searched and I have never found...
any sun, any light.
I`m walking through the darkness, so tight.
But although this time is sometimes hard...
there`s always a way out,
like in the life...
there`s always the power for a new start.
And when you take a walk
in the dusk or the dawn
you will realise
it`s always time for love...
also in snow and ice.
