You‘ll fly alone from
Now my friend
My time is done
My wings are broken
I‘m slow
I‘ll wait for falling snow.
How has it come, you never ask,
And who is really ever best!

I pray for winter
I pray for cold
But I seek sun
For I am old.
My friend, my sun, please take
With you my soul.


I‘m so cold and
You are young.
The winter comes
And then I‘m done
And then I‘m done

Oh, please come with me
At last to meet the sun
I pray for winter, cover me in snow,
‘Couse I‘m so slow, oh, God, so slow!