Alpine Universe - The Empire of Winds

Текст песни

The wind is blowing on these cold, cold grounds
My boots are romping on these cold, cold lands

The blizzard whistling is the only sound
Outside these wooden walls no soul can be found

The weather is shifting on these cold, cold grounds
We'll keep on pushing past these cold, cold lands

Past the mud and the rain I will slowly stand
Yet still a long way to go on the route we planned

Row
Row home
We row home
Row home
We Row home
(Repeats underneath the next two lines)

The wind is blowing on these cold, cold grounds
My boots are romping on these cold, cold lands

Once comes the morning we'll be mountain bound
May the empire of winds keep us safe and sound

When the weather is shifting we'll keep on pushing
Are you ready for the empire of winds
The storms are overwhelming
But we keep on climbing
In order to be ready for the empire of winds