Cold Song Songtext
(Music by Henry Purcell, Lyrics by John Dryden)
What power art thou,
Who from below,
Hast made me rise,
Unwillingly and slow,
From beds of everlasting snow!
See'st thou not how stiff,
And wondrous old,
I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath,
I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath.
Let me, let me,
Let me, let me,
Freeze again...
Let me, let me,
Freeze again to death!
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold.
What power art thou,
Who from below,
Hast made me rise,
Unwillingly and slow,
From beds of everlasting snow!
See'st thou not how stiff,
And wondrous old,
I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath,
I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath.
Let me, let me,
Let me, let me,
Freeze again...
Let me, let me,
Freeze again to death!
SUMNER, GORDON / TRADITIONAL,
© EMI Music Publishing
Songtext powered by LyricFind
© EMI Music Publishing
Songtext powered by LyricFind