Rigor Mortis
By a split second · Writer: A Split Second
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Translation by panzas
Original lyrics
Cold and alone in the vinyard he lies
Stained and all broken the nightingale dies
Looking from your window
I can see the snow
Freezing cold
Grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel
Freeze alone
Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the wasted years
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