Will I ever come to my native shores

Floating in the ocean of oblivion

Driven by the flow of your arctic words

Separated from a safe harbour

No drifting ship can ignore solidity

Of the underwater part of the iceberg

«Can the Snow Queen come in here», you were worried

Then you left me in the cold

Of your absence from the world

In fear of never feeling the warmth, never feeling the love

If I go overland, I’d swipe it all away

I don’t want to destroy it, it’s just my identity today

I’ve broken off from the shelf of the past and will never, and will never return

Will you ever collide again with the icy, with the icy-iceberg

I would rather melt than change my mind

To never reach your hidden shoreline

Never meet again to prevent the fatal flaw

I can’t fly and keep you warm

I can’t go back and bring you home

One day I might rain on your front lawn

“Can the Snow Queen come in here” you were worried

Then you left me in the cold

Of your absence from the world

In fear you’ll never feel the warmth, you’ll never feel the love

If I go overland, I’d swiped it all away

I don’t want to destroy it, it’s just my identity today

I’ve broken off from the shelf of the past and will never, and will never return

Will you ever collide again with the icy, with the icy-iceberg

Will you ever collide again

If I go overland, I’d swiped it all away

I don’t want to destroy it, it’s just my identity today

I’ve broken off from the shelf of the past and will never, and will never return

Will you ever collide again with the icy, with the icy-iceberg