Волк с Уолл Стрит OST (Henry Purcell) - Prelude While The Cold Genius Rises | Текст песни

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• Prelude While The Cold Genius Rises

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!

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