| When Lilies Bloom on Winter Days... |
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| Mother, I feel so cold, she says and stares into the dark |
| I take hold of her hands |
| She`s burning like fire |
| I have seen the lilies bloom on a cold winter day |
| I have heard dead men speak |
| And wash their sins away |
| No more shall I fear the night |
| I have seen it all |
| I`d give away my heart and soul if only that could bring her back to life |
| She was fair, like light and day |
| She was my heart`s delight |
| She says no-one`s to blame |
| But indeed I blame myself |
