It was cold this winter morning, Mother! do not wake me with your call. I am asleep with a warm quilt on me This winter morn does make me lazy.
A cup of coffee I would love to have, But who will get up to brush and bathe? So I lie down again under my quilt, Do not wake me up Mother sweet!
Lazing around is what I do on a winter morn, And perhaps sit with some friends and yap, A hot snack is welcome too, Do bring them Mother sweet!
A winter morn is life asleep, But the cold morn doth give way to sunny day, So do not worry mother sweet, I will be alright as the sun rises and warms me.
