: Amaneci, y la nieve cayo para ocultar lo lo que siento, cuanto dolor, ya no hay noches de paz, tu que te vas en invierno (el invierno es eterno). Soy
: 3am and 7 blocks away we can see him sigh and feel im sway speaking out his frozen sympathy penning down a sense he doesn't feel stroke his cheek
: it isn't even winter and I'm freezing, freezing, and this sort of feeling isn't pleasing and what I want to know, man why, oh why does she treat
rudolph the red nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose and if you ever saw it you would even say it glows all of the other reindeer used to laugh and call
Thumpety thump thump Thumpety thump thump Look at Frosty go Thumpety thump thump Thumpety thump thump Over the hills of snow Frosty the snowman Was
If I had time to kill the world I'd try Ohh, no, but I'm busy, killing me I don't have time to build a suicide Because the snowman melts in spring The
It's gonna SNOW MAN I'm talking BLOW MAN My nose a blizzard on the inside It all belongs to me My God it's just like 1980s I don't need sobriety
how the heart bends, and summer she sends a sky that refuses to die with weeds of the sea that wrap round our knees and a sun too hot to go down you
Does he still think about her? Why there was never really any doubt Every time he lights a candle or blows a candle out The scientific nature of the ordinary
It isn't even winter but I'm freezing, freezing This sort of feeling isn't pleasing And what I want to know, man Why? Oh why, does she treat me like a
The sky, the mountains. Do you remember, Harmetztnfalmetznö. Wänälö. Schneemann baun, Schneeman baun, do you know? Der Winter ging
Jenny sah eines Tages zum Fenster 'raus da lag dicker Schnee auf dem Nachbarhaus. Jenny baute den Schneemann ans Gartentor und sagte ihm ins Ohr: Schneemann
Pick me up Are you holding, man Up all night Please don't melt Falling down, bump me up Time to hit the town God save the snowman, his teeth are falling
Hey, fellas Why don't you tell the kids about your ice cold friend? Alright Frosty the Snowman Was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe And a button
it must have been lonely while You were here, completely man, yet completely apart from man. let us speak of the things that for so many years have recessed
Got no fuckin' birds Ain't got no fuckin' money The dog don't fuckin' recognise me Get chucked outta my fuckin' house next week Well I take myself
Made of snow, I don't know How I fit in To and fro, people go I stand and grin Way to go, even though I can't begin Made of snow, I don't know How I fit
