You're cure of every woe
Is there no any other way?
At least smile a bit longer
This may become my last hope
It's hard to wake up without you
Come and ask dreams
I hardly recover myself
Put your hand to your heart
Not ashamed as looking my eyes
My lungs ruin...
As my dreams are sinking into middle of nowhere
Your hands disappearing
As your leaving touches our wound
It preys upon
Although I hope to see spring
As looking for a way out, winter becomes harsher