Paroles de Rigor Mortis
Cold and alone in the vinyard he liesStained and all broken the nightingale dies
Looking from your window
I can see the snow
Freezing cold
Grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel
Freeze alone
Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the wasted years
Chayell, Chrismar / Ickx, Marc
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