Winter
Daughter/Musicfire.in Lyrics


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Sabotage it's calling your name
Let me kick better sweet
Bittersweet it's same
Out us feeling no shame
Cross the bridge and becoming on lane
Sauvage, all tissue on place
Those years and nowhere on game
Winter's dead leaving his blames
Our prays don't keep it away
Our lives seems like presents
For his predecessor
Our lives as assassin
From hell comes to die
Blood in their hands
No one think out of control




Are you waiting, you die
I'm "El" you belong to me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Winter" by Daughter/Musicfire.in tell the story of a tragic woman who falls victim to the cruel and abusive desires of men. The opening stanza describes a disturbingly sexualized desire towards the woman, with the singer expressing a twisted fantasy of biting her soft lips and wondering if her underwear is torn apart by his teeth. The following lines reveal the tragic fate of the woman, who was once admired for her heavenly beauty and slim figure. However, she is eventually beaten and abused to the point of madness, leading her to take her own life by throwing herself in front of a passing car.


The lyrics of "Winter" are hauntingly descriptive and unsettling, exposing the darker impulses of male desire and the tragic consequences of female objectification. The song's imagery of bruises, wounds, and bitten lips paint a disturbing portrait of the woman's suffering, while the references to "black roses" and "amatory bed" suggest a distorted and corrupted version of romance. Ultimately, the song is a commentary on the exploitation of women by patriarchal society, as well as the consequences of unchecked male sexual aggression.


Line by Line Meaning

Look at her, such a whore
Observing her, she exudes promiscuity


I wish I could stay alone with her
Desiring solitude with her


Speechless can’t say no
Rendered incapable of refusal or response


I was saving my virginity for her
Preserving my innocence for her


I wonder if she is cold from the inside
Curiosity arises about her emotional state


Her underwear must be torn apart by my teeth
Envisioning an intimate act with her


I am horny to death
Overwhelmed by intense sexual desire


I wanna bite her soft lips as she bit the dust
Longing to passionately kiss her


These blue lifeless eyes make me drool
Her empty gaze evokes desire in me


I would lick her Venus Mountain
Expressing a desire for intimacy


Do her panties smell like fresh fallen snow
What scent does her undergarment hold?


I am mesmerized by the acrid lust
Entranced by the bitter cravings


Scavengers smell a sugary scent of decay
Vultures detect a sweet fragrance of decay


And whisper foul swears
Secretly uttering vulgar words


Over the thin body of a comely fair
Above the slender form of an attractive person


Elegant curves of a slim maiden waist
Graceful contours of a slender woman's midsection


Engendered admires, thousands of swains
Caused admiration from countless admirers


Bright flashes, wet lashes, a stone pedestal
Vivid moments, teary eyelashes, an unyielding platform


Coated with flakes of bloody red snow
Covered in crimson specks resembling snowflakes


Encompassed by a pack of vulturous eyes
Surrounded by a group of predatory gazes


They devoured her figure with malevolent smiles
They consumed her appearance with malicious grins


The heavenly beauty was exceedingly rare
Her divine attractiveness was exceptionally uncommon


That even love was beyond to compare
To the extent that it surpassed comparison to love


But one day in the crimson twilight
However, on a particular evening in the red-tinged dusk


It with hellish ugliness died
It perished in a repulsive manner


Approaching the window in the littered apartment
Moving towards the window in the cluttered living space


With tears on the cheeks she hysterically shouted
Crying and screaming uncontrollably


And began laughing on the wrong side of her mouth
Starting to laugh inappropriately


Fearful thoughts in the lunatic head
Anxious ideas in the deranged mind


Caused ominous visions, indescribable dread
Resulted in ominous visions and unspeakable fear


Bruises and wounds, soft bitten lips
Injuries, wounds, and tenderly bitten lips


Incarnadine traces from a long leather whip
Red marks left by a lengthy leather whip


Vines with sharp spikes crawl to her twee swan neck
Thorny vines creep towards her delicate neck


And black roses sing a grim song for the pale death
Black roses serenade death mournfully


Their fallen petals covered the amatory bed
The bed of love was adorned with fallen petals


A desired proposal was suddenly made
An unexpected offer of affection was presented


On their lofty wedding ceremony
During their grand wedding event


A church organ played this eerie cacophony
An unsettling symphony echoed from the church organ


Enamored brides eagerly kissed each other
Brides, infatuated, eagerly kissed one another


After the final tragic words of a holy father
Following the last sorrowful words of a priest


Without a ring on the right hand
Lacking a ring on the right hand


She was forsaken, wretched and breathless
She was abandoned, miserable, and without breath


How fleeting was her dreary life
Her sorrowful life was fleeting


Full of treacheries and beautiful lies
Rife with betrayals and deceitful falsehoods


Disillusions and regrets
Bitter disappointments and remorse


Were her only true friends
They were her sole trustworthy companions


An orphan in the imperfect world
A parentless individual in an flawed existence


Who wished to be a marvelous bird
Yearning to become a magnificent bird


To fly in the clear skies
To soar through the pristine heavens


Chimerical dreams, silent shrill screams
Illusory desires, soundless piercing cries


She sorely fought for a sane state of her mind
She fiercely struggled for mental stability


But unbearable loneliness in four bare walls
Yet insufferable solitude within bare walls


Turned this gorgeous flower into a soulless doll
Transformed this beautiful being into an empty puppet


Depression was a sweet delight
Melancholy provided a perverse satisfaction


But in the same time a rusty blunt knife
Simultaneously, a rusty, dull blade


Which had a lot of dismal hues
Possessing various gloomy shades


From coal-black to soft light blue
Ranging from pitch black to pale blue


And the taste was always bitter
And the flavor was invariably bitter


The same as a poisonous philter
Comparable to a toxic potion


Reflections in a cracked mirror
Images in a damaged mirror


Revealed a feeling of deep fear
Unveiled a profound sense of dread


The sun was slowly falling down
The sun was gradually descending


Its red shine filled the little town
Its crimson glow bathed the small town


Anything bounded her no more
No longer constrained by anything


So she went to the hall-door
Therefore, she approached the entrance


Mingled emotions tore her from the inside
Conflicting emotions ripped her apart internally


She felt people's nasty, malicious sights
She sensed the hateful, malevolent gazes of others


But with joy in the voice she mournfully said
Yet with a semblance of happiness in her voice, she sadly uttered


At last, the carnival is coming to its logical end
Finally, the carnival is reaching its inevitable conclusion


All hesitations have disappeared
All doubts have vanished


Only wet traces from poignant tears
Only damp evidence of sorrowful tears


Envious glance towards future wife
Jealous gaze directed at a future spouse


I prepared a gift, you'll be satisfied
I have prepared a gift to satisfy you


Faceless Goddess began to cry
The anonymous deity started to weep


But agreed to be a miserable, charming bride
Yet consented to become a wretched, captivating bride


The fair rushed to a road
She hurried to a nearby road


And started to look for a passing by car
And began searching for a vehicle to pass by


One was approaching from somewhere far
A vehicle approached from a distant location


She took last deep breath
She took her final deep breath


And jumped under wheels
And leaped under the wheels


Instantaneous death
Immediate demise


The cold wedding kiss
The frigid kiss of matrimony


Followed by howling of the chill winter wind
Followed by the wailing of the icy winter wind




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Alfonso Barrera

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Jop

@Woogie Thanks for the reply!

I see what you're saying...however, it's impossible for us to get a really percussive sound like that when we use the bow (arco). Even if I press down on my bow reealllly hard, and move it to make my strokes reeallly short, it will never sound like plucking because bowing makes the strings vibrate differently.

I listened to a couple of other recordings, and you’re right. The plucking section changes a bit, but look at what they all do when they play it. Everyone changes their bow hold a bit (it's probably harder for a non-string player to see, but it's there), but they're not changing it to make it easier to put pressure. They're actually keeping it from touching the strings when they pluck with their finger. It just sounds different because

1) No one plays a piece the same way. Some people have even changed the key, or pluck different notes.
2) No one edits their recordings the same way either...some just like it more echoey, making it sound like it's been bowed.

Sorry if I'm not being clear (hopefully it helps, though)!



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Dynasty Domain

Stuff like this is why people would love to play an instrument. Inspired. Not only that but it's magnificent and marvelous. A masterpiece.

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I played clarinet in the 6th grade and stopped in 10th grade but after watching this it made me pull my clarinet back out and learn paint it black 🤌🏻🖤✨

Sarah Aouragh

Lol I’m a pianist and I’m proud of it, it’s one thing, my passion

Speedlex

I’m learning to play it on piano

KnowYoShiz

Dude she went through hell to learn the chello in under a year and to master this piece with 1 chello when its wrote for 2 it took alot to make this 1st season poor girl went through hell and had to do her dance scene when she had covid

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Lexie Madz

This was such an epic scene. Thankfully the subtitles on Netflix let you know every song being played in the show, so I didn't have to hunt this down. I love this series so much.

u got sunghooned

@FriendlyHere idk if the person is a boy or a girl so I said "them" because someone told me "them" was neutral...

FriendlyHere

​@u got sunghooned them? He's just "offending" one person?

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