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