If I was told tomorrow,
"Stop thinking about her.
Forget it, it's not worth it,
For your love may not return."
I would say, "Nobody knows that.
It can come as a flood or as the wind.
Or maybe, it will encircle me as snow.
It's impossible that she doesn't love me."
Touch me, hug me, there's no fault in that.
We have long awaited spring.
Let the warmth of your hands
melt the white snow
Which has covered the ground and my heart.
Let them talk about separation;
Know that I won't believe it.
I will raise my arms, like wings,
And fly beyond the blue plains above.
I will be that, which the sun is for you.
I will be that, which is forever in your heart.
I will quietly knock at your window.
I know that you will open it for me.
Touch me, hug me, there's no fault in that.
We have long awaited spring.
Let the warmth of your hands
melt the white snow
Which has covered the ground and my heart.
Touch me, hug me, there's no fault in that.
We have long awaited spring.
Let the warmth of your hands
melt the white snow
Which has covered the ground and my heart. (x2)
Which has covered the ground and my heart
Which has covered the ground and my heart
Which has covered the ground and my heart