oh annabelle
i have only one soul to sell

a girl with a name like yours could fill my day
like this cold january air fills my mouth
oh annabelle

i´m sorry, annabelle, so sorry, but i´m freezing
and the last thing i need now
is cold air in my mouth, annabelle
sorry, annabelle

oh, annabelle
i have only one soul to sell

and anyway the sun is given a name: Elisabeth

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