When the cold of winter comes,
Starless night will cover day.
In the veiling of the sun,
We will walk in bitter rain.
...But in dreams,
I can hear your name.
And in dreams,
We will meet again.
When the sea and mountains fall,
And we come to end of days,
In the dark I hear a call,
Calling me there.
I will go there,
And back again.
جامدة يا واد ^^