Текст песни Frost Bite

What kind of marvel could heal My hardly steering heels? Here no more crucifix or naves But cypress are standing Trapped in the claws of the bear And I wonder Will all things be empty again? All things empty again Bare hands with my winter fears Cold 'til it burns You'll be blowing away the frost bites When we'll return What kind of marvel could heal My hardly steering heels? Here no more crucifix or naves Cypress are standing