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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!