The cold has a voice It talks to me Stillborn by choice It airs no need to hold. Old man feels the cold... Oh baby don´t ´Cause I´ve been told: Stay on these roads We shall meet, I know Stay on... my love We shall meet, I know I know. Where join should reign These skies restrain ´Shadow your love... The voice trails off again, The voice trails off again. Old man feels the cold... Oh baby don´t ´Cause I´ve been told: Stay on these roads We shall meet, I know Stay on... my love You feel so weak, be strong Stay on, stay on We shall meet, I know... I know... I know I know... Feels the cold... Winter´s calling on my home... Stay on these roads We shall meet, I know Stay on... my love We shall meet, I know. Stay on... I know... Stay on... my love... Stay on... We shall meet, I know I know. I know... I know...