Siberia [English translation]

The Ice mix up

with the sky, with the eyes

and when the gloom approaches

I'd want to enrapture the cold

in a sunny day

that could come back suddenly

Maybe tonight,

if I've crossed

the street that I cannot see

then in a moment

i'll cover distances

to reach the fire

alive under the snow

Our eyes scared

in the frozen rooms,

at the glow of burnt petroleum

and over the wall only silence,

over the wall only ice and silence.

I'll wait this night thinking about you,

I will cover my breath in the snow

then in a moment different from others

I'll cover the heft of those distances...

of those distances... of those distances...

Of those distances...

• Artist:Diaframma
• Album:Siberia