Against the nights black cold, flakes swirl and tumble Outside my bedroom window Silently and still, the world seems to slumber Under softly falling snow
The night gets cold, but the night gets even colder For those who have no place to go No gloves, no coats, no trees with candle holders In the softly falling snow
The mice move in and settle in the walls And folks dwell high and low Some wield the lights, others will crumble In the softly falling snow
Against the nights black cold, flakes swirl and tumble Outside my bedroom window Silently and still, thе world seems to slumber Under softly falling snowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
