Cold Fingers

Zur Melodie von “Gold Fingers” von Shirley Bassey

Cold fingers
It’s this time, this time of the freezing air 
Siberian air

Such  cold fingers
Grabbing hard to hold the bike’s handling bar
It’s still so far!

Icicles start to grow in your ear
Slippery ways and roads you can’t fear
On this dreadful ride  know that when you break
Could be the last act  of your own

Cold fingers
Autumn time, beware of the blocking bike
Or you will hike

Icicles start to grow in your ear
Slippery ways and roads you can’t fear
On this dreadful ride  know that when you break
Could be the last act  of your own

Cold fingers
Autumn time, beware of the blocking bike
Or you will hike

You feel only cold
Only cold
You feel cold
You feel only cold
Only cold
You feel cold