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RevolversThe north winds are howling at you babeWhispering deep inside your ears Listen to the sound of love The sound has left you once again Like a lonely wolf You turn your back at me The snow is falling On your fur My love The fog is rising from the western ridge The smoke will burry us like butterflies Cold hearted man in black will rise Like a lonely wolf You turn your back at me The snow is falling On your fur My love Like a lonely wolf You turn your back at me The snow is falling On your fur My love |