The snow ballerina
Waltz with the wind
She also goes on melting
At the ski slope by the window at night
After we had the fight
I got a little jealous
So instead of writing my farewell letter, I came here
There's only our winter photo left on your bed
Of when we met at a ski area
I wanna make sure you still love me, I'm waiting
For you, who is coming while mad at me
The light projects
Your ski traces that look like waves
They also provoke in the slope of my chest
A thousand memories
Without being aware of my tears
I became afraid
Of that time where I had too few words to say when I fell in love
It's the time where I already realized it. Our white photo
With a message that I read with my heart
Since you believe me, I made you an idiot
Quickly, embrace me ...and scold me
There's only our winter photo left on your bed
Of when we met at a ski area
I wanna make sure you still love me, I'm waiting
For you, who is coming while mad at me