You're in the place of every great queen,
to flowers and innocent making gold,
with making your face, it's a secret not to tell
in the winter area, where everything is cold.
At your place you sit by the window with your head
it's another lonely winter...
who makes himself -for you- a good season,
with you, he'll share memories unsaid
The love season is back on the door,
droplets of silver falling, and snow
it seems to you like it's heaven but
it's just another winter saying hello
Yours and mine, is this season we need
a hug and a kiss, or maybe just
i'll be here, am yours you know
i am your winter, am yours to lead...