Winter

[Intro] Crushed by winter’s wheels and frozen tight, Buried up to the neck in snowy white, Staggering like a troop of weary fools, December crawls with uncertain, clumsy moves. [Instrumental] In the potholes of roads unkempt and bare, In the ditches carved by snowdrifts’ wear, With you, frozen Europe, side by side, With us, frozen out of time, we glide. [Instrumental] Snow-covered are both feelings and skin, Enclosed in the cruel grip of thought, pinned... Please, a little bit of spring’s warm touch, Transferred to winter from Florida’s clutch. I’ll pay it back in July, without a lie! [Instrumental] [End]