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The reds lips will not open
This winter still feels worm
The strange lady, from the seasons
Only show me her eyes
She dance so fast in the night
The mother become to white
The blue hands are caressing the mountain


The reds lips will not open
This steel winter feels worm

My dear, this is my virginity’s time
And nothing can save me
I usually green in cold places
I put aside my face to keep running
While the cruel wind cut my skin
I am bleed, I am bleed.

I fall with my black dress on the glass arms
Who is praying for the souls?
These trees are naked, I hear how the snow
Makes them cry
They seems like you when you see
that´s impossible to fly.

The reds lips will not open
This winter still feels worm.

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