• Winter, you always show your presence every year,
    With a night of dazzling white crystals.

    It always seems that you are crying;
    You always cry every year I see you.

    I have a wild guess, but is it because
    The world you knew is no longer here?
    Instead, in front of you is a world
    filled with Hatred and Greed.

    But believe that one day, I don't know when,
    But one day the world you know will come back.