In this place, the snow never melts and the sun never rises

Blaring

Through the frosted window of an empty house

The stars call for us.

Like a happy deer

We prance into an endless sky

As if it's not so far away

Meet me in the snow

When my memory becomes fragmented

The tape machine will rewind inside of me over and over again

And my warm blood will grow the prettiest flowers.

In this place, the snow never melts and the sun never rises.