1980s
How fast the minutes fly away and every minute colder.
Hurry near, another day is dying.
Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying? There's a darkness which comes without a warning
But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning
Hurry near, another day is dying.
Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying? There's a darkness which comes without a warning
But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning