Siberia

The Arctic lies I guess in you in you you-you-you the white Antarctic's settled down there too too-too-too and there is nothing but this howling wind wind-wind-wind the Arctic lies in you in you in you in you cold glaciers are already at the door and snowflakes glisten on your frosted hair so every morning I brush off this snow there are no warm zones now on our maps Siberia's forced its way into our hearts and our icebound lips no longer smile it's no use looking for warm zones on maps I know these glaciers will defeat us I know these glaciers will defeat us Siberia! will win! oh no! no! it will! Siberia! will win! oh no! no! yes it will! the Arctic lies I know in you in you the white Antarctic's settled down there too and there is only this cold howling wind so now you are the real Arctic so now you are the real Arctic Siberia! will win! oh no! no! it will Siberia! will win! oh no! no! yes it will! Siberia! will win! oh no! no! yes it will will-will-will. the window frosted by your ice-cold breath breath-breath-breath and we'll love and pray frozen to the bone bone-bone-bone a frigid wind will rage under the bed bed-bed-bed we'll never go away to a warm zone zone-zone-zone but now I think perhaps in a few years years-years-years zeppelins will softly land on our house house-house-house they'll drop a lot of maps yellowed with age age-age-age somebody warm will touch me saying somebody warm will touch me saying Siberia! will win! oh no! no! it will! Siberia! must lose! no! no! no! Yes it will! Syberia! przegra! o nie! nie! o tak! Syberia! przegra! o nie! nie! o tak! tak TAK!