Егор Гайдук - The Winter Wind

Blow... blow... thou winter wind
Blow... blow... blow
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude
Thy tooth is not so keen
Because thou art not seen
Although thy breath be rude
The cold don't cut the way it should
When friends forget the way they could
Heigh-ho! Sing heigh-ho! Unto the green holly
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly
Then heigh-ho, the holly
This life is most jolly
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho — let the cold wind blow
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho — this life is most jolly
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky
That dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot
Though thou the waters warp
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remembered not
The frost don't sting the way it should
When love turns cold and misunderstood
Heigh-ho! Sing heigh-ho! Unto the green holly
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly
Then heigh-ho, the holly
This life is most jolly
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho — let the cold wind blow
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho — this life is most jolly
Freeze me, wind — I feel no pain
The wounds of men cut deeper still
The holly's green through snow and rain
But hearts grow cold against their will
Heigh-ho... heigh-ho
Let the false ones go
Heigh-ho... heigh-ho
This life is most jolly
Heigh-ho! Sing heigh-ho! Unto the green holly
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly
Then heigh-ho, the holly
This life is most jolly
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho — let the cold wind blow
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho — this life is most jolly
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Then heigh-ho, the holly
This life is most jolly
Heigh-ho... heigh-ho