Wooden cross, he is beautiful in the evening
Cross of cold, the hussar is beautiful
Iron cross I can no longer see anything
Winter cross I can no longer hear anything
Yesterday we killed just one man
He fell the old child
and my 20 years died here
And my 20 years died near him
I fall from heaven with a new life
a lovely Christmas where the world pretends
Cross of cold I no longer believe anything
Cross of winter I no longer feel anything
Here we don't I don't know what day we live
In front of you hidden under the earth
Does your heart still beat like mine
Does your body fight like mine
br/>I come from heaven with a new life
A lovely Christmas forgets the lovers

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