No sunshine
over the valley, no pointer,
heading towards spring no clue
of flower and leaf.
Eternal cold and heartlessness,
that has seized us;
bleak picture, that there
stands in the middle of the garden.
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No sunshine
over the valley, no pointer,
heading towards spring no clue
of flower and leaf.
Eternal cold and heartlessness,
that has seized us;
bleak picture, that there
stands in the middle of the garden.