The Little Match Girl
Tormentor Lyrics


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n the frightful cold she was frozen to the bone,
In the dark empty streets she was crawling along,
The firegiver matches squeezing in her rags,
Barefooted New Years Eve, the last celebration for the little girl.

Retreated into the corner of an approaching house,
How wonderful it would be to see just one single flame,
Finally she took the plunge and struck a match,
How merrily it crackled, how it warmed, how it glared.

She took another match and struck again,
Wonderful visions came as it glared again
It was so beautiful to see the flame,
Like sitting in front of an iron stove.

The wall became clear in the magic light,
Set table with delicious meals but it all had to go,
Next she saw a Christmas tree with millions of candles,
All ascended into the stars, but one fell down.

Somebody died, she said
As her Grandma had told her,
Granny please don't leave me here!
She cried as her shape appeared,
As they left this world behind
Only the flames stayed there,
In the twilight she was found dead
With a smile on her face.





Poor little match girl, she wanted to be warm.
Why?

Overall Meaning

The Tormentor's song "The Little Match Girl" is a haunting and emotional re-telling of Hans Christian Andersen's famous story. The lyrics describe the bleak and desperate life of a homeless girl during the winter holiday season. The girl is so cold that she is frozen to the bone, and she is forced to crawl through dark and empty streets with nothing but a few matches to keep her warm. New Year's Eve is her last chance to see any kind of celebration or warmth, and as she is squeezed into her rags she remembers her grandmother's stories of Christmases past. In an act of desperation, she strikes a match and is warmed momentarily by the fire. She continues to strike matches, and with each one, she sees wonderful visions of warmth and light, but eventually the light dies out, and she is left alone in the darkness once again.


The lyrics are a powerful commentary on poverty, desperation, and the human need for warmth and connection. The little match girl is a symbol of all those who suffer in silence, who are forgotten by society, and who long for a better life. Through her story, the Tormentor forces us to confront the harsh realities of life for many, and to reflect on the importance of compassion and empathy.


Line by Line Meaning

In the frightful cold she was frozen to the bone,
The little match girl was shivering because she was extremely cold.


In the dark empty streets she was crawling along,
The little match girl was walking alone in a deserted place with no one to help her.


The firegiver matches squeezing in her rags,
The little match girl was carrying matches in her ragged clothes to keep herself warm.


Barefooted New Years Eve, the last celebration for the little girl.
The little match girl was walking barefooted during the last celebration of the year.


Retreated into the corner of an approaching house,
The little match girl went to a corner of a house to protect herself from the cold wind.


How wonderful it would be to see just one single flame,
The little match girl was dreaming of seeing a flame to warm herself up.


Finally she took the plunge and struck a match,
The little match girl lit a match after hesitating for a while.


How merrily it crackled, how it warmed, how it glared.
The little match girl was happy to see the match crackling, warming her up and shining in the dark.


She took another match and struck again,
The little match girl lit another match to stay warm.


Wonderful visions came as it glared again
The little match girl had wonderful visions by looking at the light of the match.


It was so beautiful to see the flame,
The little match girl found the flame to be very beautiful.


Like sitting in front of an iron stove.
The little match girl felt like she was sitting in front of a warm stove.


The wall became clear in the magic light,
The little match girl could see things clearly in the light of the match.


Set table with delicious meals but it all had to go,
The little match girl saw a table with delicious food, but she knew it was just a vision and not real.


Next she saw a Christmas tree with millions of candles,
The little match girl saw a Christmas tree decorated with many candles.


All ascended into the stars, but one fell down.
The little match girl saw one candle fall from the tree and go up into the sky with the others.


Somebody died, she said
The little match girl believed that someone had died when she saw the candle going up to the sky.


As her Grandma had told her,
The little match girl remembered what her grandmother had told her about the stars representing the souls of the departed.


Granny please don't leave me here!
The little match girl called for her grandmother, not wanting to be alone in the cold.


She cried as her shape appeared,
The little match girl cried as she saw her grandmother's shape appear in front of her eyes.


As they left this world behind
The little match girl and her grandmother went to the other world, leaving this world behind.


Only the flames stayed there,
Only the flames of the matches and the candle on the Christmas tree remained on this earth.


In the twilight she was found dead
The little match girl was found dead at dawn.


With a smile on her face.
The little match girl had a smile on her face, happy to be reunited with her grandmother in the other world.


Poor little match girl, she wanted to be warm.
The little match girl was feeling very cold and wanted to find warmth by lighting matches.


Why?
The song ends with just one word, leaving it to the listener to ponder over the fate of the little match girl.




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Daytona2112

I just love. Allways loved the honesty of the great TORMENTOR 💪🤘

Hu-BerT-

Potęga w wykonaniu

Dim

Как же я рад, что познакомился с творчеством этой незаурядной банды. Спасибо музыкантам, жаль мало выпустили.

Daytona2112

One of the best stuff I know - Attila/Tormentor ruuuules!!!!!
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edzsjuelaj

great song !! my fav :)

Attila Fábján

Legyen bármilyen nyelvű a mese,vagy a dalszöveg,az előadó is lehet bárki,ez ütni fog.Főleg a Tormentorral,ez a lényeg!csípem a dalt

Félix Pérez

Esta con madres esta rola

Elizabeth

The little match girl was my favorite story when I was little and no one ever knows what I’m talking about when I mention it lol. I’m glad they apparently liked it too!

Daytona2112

Its just a beautyful but tragic story. It hits the heart and should make people think.

Daytona2112

Beautyful!

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