Scorn me not though I deserve
I´ve done fighting in my time
Long live the people hear me shout
And tell my enemies I´m blind now

Cold and clear, cold and clear, [Gold and clean...?]
Alone I may be
But afraid ain´t me

Trust to me your little ones
Slow and sweet I teach
Woman man in blended garments
Try to block my greatest moments

Cold and clear, cold and clear
Alone I may be
But afraid ain´t me

Oh the little black one comes
No one shouts out my name
Oh the little white one comes
Think love is a game?

Treat me well when wandered to your door
Bathe me please for I am dirty
Wash me hard with scalding tears
And with bath water drain my fears

Cold and clear, cold and clear
Alone I may be but
Afraid ain´t me

Cold and clear, cold and clear
Alone I may be but
Afraid ain´t me