Through the falling snow   She gracefully flies   A sight not seen   By awoken eyes      Every time when asleep   I chase her through landscapes   I can still hear her wings clap   And keep running even if awake      There is no telling how I yearn   To fly with this wintry bird   She would sit next to me   And eat from my hand   Together we would glide   Through the desert land      The arrival of spring I've always hated   You still live in my dreams   Where the flowers are forever faded   And winter never leaves.