The Cold Song lyrics by Nanette Scriba. Was für eine kraft bist du Die mich von unten Hat wachsen lassen Unfreiwillig und langsam Aus betten von ewigem...
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Was für eine kraft bist du
Die mich von unten
Hat wachsen lassen
Unfreiwillig und langsam
Aus betten von ewigem schnee?
Siehst du nicht
Wie steif ich bin
Wie steif und sonderbar alt
Ganz und gar unfähig
Zu ertrugen die bittre kälte?
Ich kann kaum mich rühren
Noch atem holen
Kann kaum mich rühren
Noch atem holen
Laß mich, laß mich
Laß mich wieder gefrieren
Laß mich, laß mich
Wieder gefrieren zu tod
Laß mich, laß mich
Laß mich wieder
Gefrieren zu tod.
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