Melchior's wish is fulfilled with a birth of a daughter, but his wife will exchange her life in return for their miracle.
lyrics
mother sits on her bed
the weight of the world in her womb
her body's slowly breaking
her limit's come too soon
exertion has been met
color drains from her face
she is pale and frail
and in her arms is a baby
it has rosy cheeks and dewy eyes
it has rosy cheeks and a lucid smile
it has rosy cheeks and tiny hands
you have rosy cheeks, my little lamb
mother sits on her bed
lines drown on her face
exertion has been met
she doesn't know she gave it all away
father sits at her bedside
calloused hands hold his face
his clothes haven't been washed for days
and to the heaven he prays
she doesn't know she gave it all away
he doesn't know she gave it all away
but she did it for his sake
she leaves him with one last whisper,
against his cheek she says, "i love you"
in his ear, she breathes a final wish
"take care of this gift..."
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