Cruel Winter
Cruel winter cuts through like the reaper
The old year lies withered and slain
And like barley corn who rose from the grave
A new year will rise up again
And the snow falls
And the snow falls
The wind calls
The year turns round again
And like barley corn who rose from the grave
A new year will rise up again
A new year will rise up again
I'll wager a heart full of guineas
Against all of the songs you can sing
That some day you'll love
And the next day you'll lose
And winter will turn into spring
and the snow falls the wind calls the air turns round again
and like party corn who rose from the grave a new year will rise up again
and our garland upon it of days is to crown you the queen of the may
and all shall be home the seasons unfold
night follows day and the snow falls
and the wind calls
and the year turns round again
and as the stars fall in user star
and now a day's are put to rest
and calling all his games of this year
another sun hahahaharhadھی
I
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san
I
pussy
There will come a time of great plenty
A time of good harvest and sun
Till then put your trust in tomorrow, my friend
For yesterday's over and done
And the snow falls
And the wind blows
And the year turns round again
And the snow falls
And the wind blows
And the year turns round again
And the snow falls
And the year turns round again
