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As the frost flew into the child
it wound up the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the ground

Bumpety bump, rider
and no angel climbs down
my heart does not beat any longer
only the rain cries at the grave
Bumpety bump, rider
a melody in the wind
my heart does not beat any longer
and the child sings from the ground

The cold moon, in full magnificence
hears the cries in the night
and no angel climbs down
only the rain cries at the grave

Between hard oak boards
it will play with the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the ground

Bumpety bump, rider
and no angel climbs down
my heart does not beat anymore
only the rain cries on the grave
up and down, rider
a melody in the wind
my heart does not beat anymore
and the child sings from the ground

Bumpety bump, rider
my heart does not beat any longer
On Totensonntag* they heard this
melody from God's field [i.e., a cemetery]
then they unearthed it
they saved the small heart in the child

Bumpety bump, rider
a melody in the wind
my heart does not beat any longer
and the child sings on the ground48
Bumpety bump, rider
and no angel climbs down
my heart does not beat any longer
only the rain cries at the grave
As the frost flew into the child
it wound up the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the ground


Bumpety bump, rider
and no angel climbs down
my heart does not beat any longer
only the rain cries at the grave
Bumpety bump, rider
a melody in the wind
my heart does not beat any longer
and the child sings from the ground


The cold moon, in full magnificence
hears the cries in the night
and no angel climbs down
only the rain cries at the grave


Between hard oak boards
it will play with the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the ground


Bumpety bump, rider
and no angel climbs down
my heart does not beat anymore
only the rain cries on the grave
up and down, rider
a melody in the wind
my heart does not beat anymore
and the child sings from the ground


Bumpety bump, rider
my heart does not beat any longer
On Totensonntag* they heard this
melody from God's field [i.e., a cemetery]
then they unearthed it
they saved the small heart in the child


Bumpety bump, rider
a melody in the wind
my heart does not beat any longer
and the child sings on the ground48
Bumpety bump, rider
and no angel climbs down
my heart does not beat any longer
only the rain cries at the grave

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