To mature to the swing
Young enough to sing...

In the morning, I rush
To tell you I love...

Swirling in closeness,
a dual body floating...

I am walking in fragrances
Small impressions from you...

When I looked in the mirror
I saw only you...

I feel our hearts
listen to our rhythm...

Warm ice crystals is floating
Snowflakes is covering the roads...

I have a smerk painted on my face
My eyes are smiling teasing you...

The Snow queen is coming.
Collaring all in white...

Wind is blowing cold outside
No one can be out and hide...

I love a day like this
Did not see it come...

I have seen both Sun and Moon.
I have placed our stars upon the skies...