November Was White[хочу её на гитаре научиться играть]
The fire, it cracks And the flakes snow on November was white and December was grey
Well, someday soon When the spring brings the sun I'll finally sleep, I'll finally feel better when the winter's gone I'll feel better when the winter's gone I'll feel better when the winter's gone
Oh these three months I've been inside the house My pacing has worn All of the carpet out
Just give me a breeze The rebirth of the life I'll finally pine, I'll finally Feel better when the winter's gone I'll feel better when the winter's gone I'll feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone I'll feel better when the winter's gone