Not me randomly ending up listening to some angsty suomirock from 20-ish years ago and thinking of... Bojere. This fits to the colder months being cancelled (or just postponed, as it actually sort of turned out to be!). 🥲❄️
A quick and rough translation:
"Cold"
You're so far away from me
I'm broken like glass hit with iron
You don’t understand how it pisses me off / how fucking sick I am of it
Tears are tiring my eyes
It's getting cold and breath becomes misty
Now I wonder why you're going
The pain is cutting, why do I feel it?
Room full of cold
When you're not at mine / with me
The air is cold
When you're not breathing on my skin
So fucking cold
When you're not with me
Too cold
When I don't feel your warmth
And the wheel is spinning again
I can't forget
Even though I try to heal my wounds
They always open again
Tears are tiring my eyes
It's getting cold and breath becomes misty
Now I wonder why you're going
The pain is cutting, why do I feel it?
Room full of cold
When you're not with me
The air is cold
When you're not breathing on my skin
So fucking cold
When you're not with me
Too cold
When I don't feel your warmth
