I’m on my knees
on a frozen land
I’m looking at the sky
and it’s laughing at me
I’ll beg for mercy
— but there’s no mercy —
Is that the way winter
wants to kill me?
Oh, no more
snow no more
cold I’ll beg you no more
ice no more
I’m on my knees
in knee-deep snow
— still snowing —
I’m really freezing
My hands are cold
and head-ache is awful…
Is that the way winter
wants to kill me?