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Last Snowstorm of the Year

	作词 : Low
	When we were young
	We wanted to die
	But the sound of a drum
	And the words of a child
	Brought different light
	Now no one can tell
	The winter was nice
	But the summer is hell
	The ground was so hard
	The nights were so long
	But we suffered the dark
	And we wrote all those songs
	Still I was a fool,
	I covered my ears
	No, I would not face
	The last snowstorm of the year
	No, I would not face
	The last snowstorm of the year

	zuò cí : Low
	When we were young
	We wanted to die
	But the sound of a drum
	And the words of a child
	Brought different light
	Now no one can tell
	The winter was nice
	But the summer is hell
	The ground was so hard
	The nights were so long
	But we suffered the dark
	And we wrote all those songs
	Still I was a fool,
	I covered my ears
	No, I would not face
	The last snowstorm of the year
	No, I would not face
	The last snowstorm of the year