Winterkälte

Eng

This tears of ice

gathered in my eyes
Tears of ice
Wind of. You have been

so long behind me
from the past
far away from here
I stand in the middle
in the dark.

These ice tears

gathered in my eyes
Tears of ice
Wind of. They stand

lies long behind me
from the past
far away from here
I stand in the middle
in the dark.

Ice whisper

Can you hear that ice whisper?
How it freezes.
As the snowflakes rustle
Watch this ice break
Dancing like snowflakes ?

The winter cold of the past

The winter cold represents the past
From winter to spring, the end of the past
Close the door behind you.
The past no longer waits.

The winter cold stands for the past.
The warmth of spring is now.
The flower of hope blooms delicately .

From winter to spring,
walking through the snow
But now I have found the lucky clover.

Spring garden, the flowers
and the varieties are abundant.
Natural splendor begins.
A tree is a forest, a flower has awakened.
Amidst rose vines a tsunami of ideas.

Geisha sits among the rose vines.
Warmed by the sun's rays,
this grass is full of brilliance.
The winter cold stands for the past

The cold of the past winter

The cold of the winter represents

the past From winter to spring,

the end of the past This closing

of the door behind the past no longer waits.

The cold of winter represents the past.

The warmth of spring is now.

Gently blossoms the flower of hope.

Walking in the snow from winter to spring

But now I have found my lucky clover.

Spring garden, flowers and a great variety.

Natural splendor begins.

Trees are forests, flowers are awakened.

A tsunami of ideas amid rose vines.

A geisha sits among rose vines.

Warmed by the sun,

The cold of winter represents the past

For this cold season

is approaching

without exceptio

For this cold season
is approaching without exception
With this crystal sword
the same becomes a snow princess.

When this horizon changes color.
Take that crystal sword.
This icy horizon

For this cold season
Comes nearer and nearer
This unexpected news
on the part of the crow.
the last hours of the year.
Your souvenir to the eon fades.

Space of winter

This darkness in me to life
awakens
This I know, for I feel
this night
with all this power.
It suffers me through dise time
in the cold space of winter.