Under The Snow

Under the Snow

Help, help, is anybody out there?
Can’t feel anything, can’t go anywhere
Where am I and why am I under the snow?
Ah, the avalanche came like a nightmare
Quiet as an airflow, yearning for a bellow
Oh my sweetheart would be worried elsewhere
He’d do everything to get me out of here
The still beating heart of hope in his hand
And I won’t be able to return to my homeland
Some feeling of anticipation, if I keep still
They’ll look for me, I trust their goodwill
The whole life passes before my very eyes
I’ve done a lot and quite amusing memories
The shock of never rips through my heart
Burning on fire in the depths of my soul.

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