Tekst:
Judas Priest Winter

Got no silver in my pockets Got no pillow for my head And the winter, it gets stronger Got to ease my aching head In the morning when I wake up Got this

[Downing/Halford] Now winter in face from my face My heart will no longer race Since mind got from the sky Mostly pulls eyes from me eyes Warm breezes

Prijevod: Svećenik, Juda. Zima Retreat.

[Downing/Hill/Atkins] Got no symbol in my pocket Gor no pillow for my head And thought winter,it gets stronger Got to ease my achin' head In the morning

: [Downing/Hill/Atkins] Got no symbol in my pocket Gor no pillow for my head And thought winter,it gets stronger Got to ease my achin' head In the

[Downing/Hill/Atkins] Got no symbol in my pocket Gor no pillow for my head And thought winter,it gets stronger Got to ease my achin' head In the morning