Burning lust, wild crazy nights,your sweet kiss burned in my mouth But it turned cold, cold as ice,I know we don't want to realize Through the window I watch the wind blow The sun won't shine with that magic glow The last birds fly, to southern sky I need to cry! It's wintertime as we sadly see,The passion slowly dies inside of me

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