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.