Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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I see strange dreams of an unfamiliar spring, you see, day and night again.
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We met in the middle of winter, but you and I could not help but recognize each other.
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The cold of the nights, the loneliness of the days - everything is long forgotten and gone nowhere.
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The two of us will be much warmer, even if it's cold outside again.
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Oh-oh-oh, everything that was gone, the traces of snow are forever covered with snow.
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Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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Spring.
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The wind covers your tracks, but you will not hide in this empty castle.
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You hear steps - this is the tread of spring, which means that soon we will be together.
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Oh-oh-oh, the wind is beating through the window, where we are, no one will know now.
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Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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Spring!
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Oh-oh-oh, everything that was gone, the traces of snow are forever covered with snow.
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Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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Spring!
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Winter, winter, winter. |
Cold, cold.
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Spring, spring - I am alone, you are alone.
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Winter, winter, winter. |
Cold, cold.
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Spring, spring - I am alone, you are alone.
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Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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Winter-cold, lonely houses,
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Seas, cities - everything seems to be made of ice.
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But soon spring, the snow will melt and then
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Behind the white wall, we will stay with you.
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In the spring! |