Every year it rolls on by
That day
Like a bolt of lightning
Reminding me
Every year it passes by
That day
But it feels like yesterday
I don't mark the calendar
It's already there
Like a resting snake
It bites me suddenly, aware
Every winter passes by
That day
But spring reminds of the place
Anyway
I feel it coming
The wind gets cold
I feel it coming
Can you see that black... hole
That day
That day
That day
I feel it coming
The wind gets cold
I feel it coming
You'll never grow old
That day
That day
That day