Winter

A blanket of snow covers the land in winter.

Where is the sound of leaves?

Where are the happy days of Spring?

Coldly, terribly yawns the distance between us,

making my heart shrink in pain -

my separation from you is an icy chill.

I see through the branches a new dawn glowing;

and I want to believe that I will see you again.

Where are those happy days?

Where is the joy of meeting with you?

Those days have disappeared forever...

in my heart, in my heart it is like winter.