Someone's moving in white
Shivering, little hands in the cold
With a dead look unjustified fate
No lullabies ... lullabies
Through this darkness ...
I'm a spirit ... humble reflex
Would you buy my matches,
Buy my safety for a smile
But into this shade, a feeble light
You'll never feel ... cold
But into this shade, a feeble light
You'll never feel ... cold
I am standing, until your awake
To be cared for, step to the light