Winter Sonata

Trees stand naked on the ground, A dying surrender of season’s love; Basking in a chilling wind’s embrace, As they're dressed slowly by snowflakes. Days come along with winter’s tune, My thoughts are with you, it’s you I long; My darling, now you’re here by my side, I’m warmth by your shaft sweet silver light. As thick snow stretches all over our place, I hear cheering songs of Yuletide from whirling air; With your captivating smiles and whispers of love, I’ll dance with you alone, for this winter I’m glad.