| Has piled up, piled up snowdrifts white, snowy
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| I'll run, I'll run through the white snow
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| Oh, and cold, cold is your love, winter
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| Waiting, waiting for warmth, oh-oh-oh!
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| Oh, yes, I didn’t love - you don’t know
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| Oh yes, but if you love, you will melt
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| You will become melt water in early spring.
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| Oh, yes, blizzards will turn
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| Oh yes, in your tears-drops
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| Will you cry in April
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| About your loss, oh-oh-oh.
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| II Witched snow and blizzards,
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| Lured downy beds
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| In his thoughts circled with a white veil,
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| Bride of ice, oh-oh-oh!
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| Oh, yes, I didn’t love - you don’t know
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| Oh yes, but if you love, you will melt
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| You will become melt water in early spring.
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| Oh, yes, blizzards will turn
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| Oh yes, in your tears-drops
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| Will you cry in April
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| About your loss oh-oh-oh.
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| III
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| I do not ask the sky for strong snow,
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| And I ask you - return your beloved!
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| Oh, and think again soon, winter-winter,
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| Bring back the beloved oh-oh-oh!
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| Oh, yes, I didn’t love - you don’t know
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| Oh yes, but if you love, you will melt
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| You will become melt water in early spring.
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| Oh, yes, blizzards will turn
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| Oh yes, in your tears-drops
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| Will you cry in April
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| About your loss oh-oh-oh. |