From the heart of northern storms
After several lifetimes go by
I, the coldness arise

Touching the sky, turning the light
To frosty shine, forming to frost
I am a ghost, the lord of frost

Wolves call my name-
Pakkasherra
I am the northern wind-
Pakkasherra

With the black wings of light
I fly to the castle of mine
Higher to the mountains
Deeper to the woods
To the cold heart of moon