The wind sometimes blows harsh among the mountains,
Love is like a flower, it blossoms in time,
My hazel eyed darling, come be my beloved,
It seems that this love leads us to the record,
There are two reasons why I came to this city;
One is snowy mountains, the other is my beloved one,
I am in love that's why I'm blind and can't see my way,
The way to your house is my way.