An Pierle
the cold song
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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
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold.
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
- Album:
- Singles & Rarities
- Mud Stories
- Helium Sunset
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Arches
- Strange Days
- Pop Rock Station (By Françis Zegut), Vol. 2
- La collection RTL Georges Lang, vol. 3
- Pop Rock Station by Zegut Volume 2
- Strange Ways
- Live Jet Set With Orchestra
- Helium Sunset (Nouvelle Version)
- Bel 90: Het beste uit de Belpop van 1996
- Big in Belgium
- Random: A Tribute to Gary Numan
- Studio Brussel Eigen Kweek Deel 1
- Random
- An Pierlé & White Velvet
- Belpop