| Snowflakes are falling from the sky again
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| Until the morning the paths will be swept,
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| And the whole world will cover itself with a bed
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| Snow-white.
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| We fixed our eyes on the sky,
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| The snow is spinning, as if in a good fairy tale.
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| And winter, please don't be harsh,
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| Be gentle with us.
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| Like children are all around playing
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| We are glad that the snow does not melt,
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| And in the morning all the windows are in patterns
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| Snow-white.
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| And wherever you look, shop windows are burning,
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| Every house smells of tangerines.
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| Happy New Year, they write on the fences
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| Fresh chalk.
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| This winter, winter, winter...
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| And outside the window snow blizzards
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| Will cover my tracks
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| Only you alone will warm with your warmth
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| In the midst of this winter beauty
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| This winter has driven me crazy
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| She walks along the boulevards of the city.
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| With a tread of ice walks through the yards,
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| Queen, queen of the cold.
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| This winter, winter, winter... |