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