Gone! The boy is gone! This cannot be! That little creature’s presence makes me happy Now the ice castle is already dark & empty
You, nasty girl, return the boy! Come back here! Winds of four directions – Boreas, Notus, Eurus, Zephyr Blow with might and bring back my dear!
Oh obedient gusts, don’t let them go! Don’t make me fail! Accompany them my tornado, cyclone, storm & hail Give out your full blast from head to tail
Oh how dare that detestable lass again is trying To conjure her cheap sorcery for another shameless fighting We will give her what she wants! I am craving!...
Craving to crush that petite parasite so bold Who dared to fight & defeat my army so cold Trespass my palace and ****** the boy I hold
Die Gerda! You’re finished! Embrace your death in our final fight! Face now my force in its fullest might Witness the Retake of Snow Queen of my boy of delight!