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chorus
who'll feed my babies,who'll keep them warm,
who'll love my babies,when I am dead and gone.
verse 1
Oh the wind blows o' so coldly,
the snow is falling on the ground,
the flames are burning all the houses,
and no shelter is found.
verse 2
I hold my babies, to me closely,
and pray for help to come to us,
the cold it bites now,oh so bitterly,
chills my babies and me.
verse 3
I see the soldiers they are leaving,
the factors work is cruelly done,
though my children they are freezing,
we are left all alone.
verse 4
I took my clothing to wrap around them,
to keep them till the morning sun,
with my last breath,I kiss my darlings,
and pray they find a new home
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It is hard to imagine being in this situatation ourselves with our own children but trying to do so onll strengthens the resolve
inside for peace and no more wars.
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