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[music: sanga | lyric: barthold]
Your eyes they are the death of me
But never to be given - I am lost into your beauty
The winter of my lust
Your radiance is hurting inside of me
Strenght and warmth have left me
The winter of my lust - The winter of my longing
In this nightly chill - In her face
In the snow - Which I embody
Your eyes they are the death of me
But never to be given - I am lost into your beauty
The winter of my lust
The winter of my lust |
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