Oh, the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
mod: Zuza Kulesza
fot: Ewa Majkut
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