first snow, first snow, on the streets, on the streets
that's where the autumn winter meets
first snow, first snow, on the streets, on the streets
that's how heaven the winter greets ooohhhhh ( this line goes as a veery low tune)

(Some time for bear-kind-of-dancing while interlude. The funny thing can happen if interlude starts at midnight, then we can say we sang this humming peace for some years)

first snow, first snow, on the streets, on the streets
that's when the baby mother needs
first snow, first snow, on the streets, on the streets
that's how mother the baby feeds oouuhhhhh

(the next one is a gentle one)

first snow, first snow, on the streets, on the streets
that's when lover the lover needs
that's when the lover lover needs
on the streets, on the streets ( THIS TIME WITHOUT OOOOHHH)

Claping, claping, claping! Well [bad word] together kids right now, oh, yeah and have a look in BrainStorm's pocket of sweet dreams! They all are yours!! Be happy