Don't let the fire die
Poor heart imagine a little
That love strikes and that it is cold
If the fire is dead
It will start again
When winter prowls I'm afraid
My heart if you knew
It puts the forests to sleep
Undress the flowers
Don't let the fire die
Poor heart imagine a little
Let love strike and it is cold
If the fire is dead
It will not enter
There is no pity in winter
For make the bird die
It freezes the stream
Changes the earth to stone
Don't let the fire die
Poor heart imagine a little
Let love strike and it is cold
If the fire is dead
It will start again
And alone lost in the winter
What will become of love
He who sometimes dies
With a look that's a little too cold
Or with a kiss without warmth
You see you don't owe my heart
Let the fire die

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