No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so sang the song in a melancholic ballad
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he hoped, as the cold gails of Winter bit like frost in his bones
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he wondered, as green leaves covered the trees in Spring
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he cried, as the warmth of the Summer fill the world with joy
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he bitterly laughed, as the yellow leaves of Fall pilled under his feet
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he dared hope again, as another Winter stormed over his empty life
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so sang the song in a melancholic ballad
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he hoped, as the cold gails of Winter bit like frost in his bones
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he wondered, as green leaves covered the trees in Spring
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he cried, as the warmth of the Summer fill the world with joy
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he bitterly laughed, as the yellow leaves of Fall pilled under his feet
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
Or so he dared hope again, as another Winter stormed over his empty life
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
No matter how cold the Winter, there is a Spring time ahead
6 comentários:
a música de onde vem o nome é muito boa. e daqui a um mês há mais...
A sério? Vai ser um album novo? Tenho de ir espreitar o site deles.
abraço
I like a cold winter;)
Não me parece que a musica original se refiri-se ao tempo...
Eu tb nao;)
O cold não me faz muita confusão... a escuridão é que me atrofia o cérebro! Graças a Deus que os dias por aqui estão a ficar enormes! Adoro dias longos, muito longos........... E sim, já sabe a Primavera (diz isto uma tuga imigrante que até quando estam 10ºC lhe apetece andar é de t-shirt)!
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