| The curtains are drawn
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| Now the fire warms the room
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| Meanwhile outside
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| Wind from the north-east chills the air
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| It will soon be snowing out there
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| And some there are
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| Cold, they prepare for a sleepless night
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| Maybe this will be their last fight
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| But we’re safe in each other’s embrace
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| All fears go as I look on your face-
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| Better think awhile
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| Or I may never think again
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| If this were the last day of your life, my friend
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| Tell me, what do you think you would do then?
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| Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you
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| Make the most of all you still have coming to you
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| Or lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you
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| Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees
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| Let me live again, let life come find me wanting
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| Spring must strike again against the shield of winter
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| Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me
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| Telling me the danger’s past, I need not fear the icy blast again
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| Laughter, music and perfume linger here
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| And there, and there
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| Wine flows from flask to glass and mouth
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| As it soothes, confusing our doubts
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| And soon we feel
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| Why do a single thing to-day
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| There’s tomorrow sure as I’m here
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| So the days they turn into years
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| And still no tomorrow appears
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| Better think awhile
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| Or I may never think again
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| If this were the last day of your life, my friend
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| Tell me, what do you think you would do then?
|
| Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you
|
| Make the most of all you still have coming to you
|
| Or lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you
|
| Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees
|
| Let me live again, let life come find me wanting
|
| Spring must strike again against the shield of winter
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| Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me
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| Telling me the danger’s past, I need not fear the icy blast again |