People may be cold or sweet, everything's got to change, and if it is going to stay the same forever, then our life is not moving anywhere
Dreams which we were not able to achieve in life becomes the pathway for new success
Cold is what they call
with the time winters fall
sweet as the memories of the summer be long past
lets hope the desires and the pleasures be past
to feed our hearts with a new love
cold is what they call
the hearts who fall, into same, all
its a call, for weakness,
its a call for strength
to shed the skins of elder us
to meet and be with brand new rush
in blood is the heat
which nothing can beat
am happy dear winter
to make us unite and gather
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