[Chorus]
What kind of marvel could heal
My hardly steering heels?
Here no more crucifix or naves
But cypress are standing

[Verse]
Trapped in the claws of the bear
And I wonder
Will all things be empty again?
All things empty again

[Bridge]
Bare hands with my winter fears
Cold 'til it burns
You'll be blowing away the frost bites
When we'll return

[Chorus]
What kind of marvel could heal
My hardly steering heels?
Here no more crucifix or naves
Cypress are standing