(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

In the winter when the cold comes

And the wind blows with a scornful spite

And the hard ground feels barren

And the forest is deathly quiet

And the whole world lies sleeping

There's a gypsy all dressed in white

Put my hand out, ask the question

Here's the silver, do you have the gift of sight

Can you break the spell

Can you ring the bell

Can you break the spell

It's cold black as night

I've got a hard heart

Since we've been apart

Can you break the spell

Break it all down tonight

In the springtime when the floods come

And the earth bursts with the terrible life

And the sun splash on the windows

There's a gypsy and he's all dressed in white

My heart burns with the question

Can you break the spell

Still hot as fire

Can you break the spell

Can you ring the bell

Can you break the spell

It's cold black as night

Cold black as night