Only winter's dreams do I yearn, when I stay in this empty house, cold winter's light I am forgotten in
When night's marked faces I bury in an empty overcoat
Smell of snowfall is on it
Who was inside you last night?
To whose side did you cling to?
Who made your life shine its bright light?
Winter's dreams, grey mornings
Dwindle slowly, to the drifts
To the gentle frost, a small thanks
that I can end
that I can end
It was a light-arc brightness, molten and true
Around us the noisy night
Like a dream that one remembers
Life that one lives
Though neither can be caught
Long I watched from the window
The foggy grey asphalt
I watched the tracks in the snow, my own?
Winter's dreams, grey mornings
Dwindle slowly, to the drifts
To the gentle frost, a small thanks
that I can end
that I can end
Of winter's dreams do I yearn for, as I stay in this empty house
Cold winter's light I'm forgotten in