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[01:00.99]These roses which I hold in my hands
[01:07.04]are dry and without spines.
[01:16.34]What once was an aching red
[01:21.78]sprinkles on my bitter wounds
[01:28.33]and everything loses its color.
[01:36.72]A slight wind steals the last tired petal,
[01:45.87]and with it, my destiny.
[02:14.42]I let myself lulled by this cold winter,
[02:26.19]hypothermia, I'm safe now.
[02:34.11]My infant dreams are lost in the snow,
[02:46.32]which now makes it more pure,
[02:50.04]purifing things now.
[05:05.39]and my mind breaks down,
[05:08.54]and everything becomes redder.
[05:12.73]My footsteps, a trail of blood
[05:18.89]while the loop is in its place.
[05:23.51]And maybe I'm coming home.
[07:09.95]With a white coat which is now my dress.
[07:33.79]With a white coat that will be my last dress.
[07:42.15]With a white coat that is my only fate.
[08:28.65]Hypothermia, I'm safe now.
[08:38.23]and I feel nothing, no more pain.
[08:43.39]Hypothermia, and the delicate winter song
[08:59.18]echoes in my head.
[09:04.98]And death is only closer now.
[09:09.69]It embraces me, sweet snowflake warmer than my skin.
[09:20.50]And I'm about to drift into a white world.
[09:26.45]And my thoughts are white,
[09:31.04]and now I see everything white.