viernes, 26 de marzo de 2010

On the snow

Now I see beautiful snowflakes falling from heaven
It´s a really quiet morning
From my window I can see the frozen river
My nose is very cold and my toes too

*I see three little children playing in the snow
They throw snowball each other
They run round the snowman I´ve made*

It´s an uncommon morning
Everybody laugh and seem to dance
I´m sitting on my bed
Drinking some hot chocolate
My front-head it´s burning
But I just want to play

*Chorus

I turn on the TV and turn it off
I turn on the radio and turn it off
I´d love to take off all my sweated clothes
And run out the door to play on the snow

*Chorus

But I´m lying here, dying of boredom
While an ant´s nest it´s owing my ass
´I see through the window a lot of snow
Snow is falling from above
It´s on the floor and upon the roofs´ (x2)
And I must lie here alone with the heating beside

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