Through the falling snow
She gracefully flies
A sight not seen
By awoken eyes

Every time when asleep
I chase her through landscapes
I can still hear her wings clap
And keep running even if awake

There is no telling how I yearn
To fly with this wintry bird
She would sit next to me
And eat from my hand
Together we would glide
Through the desert land

The arrival of spring I've always hated
You still live in my dreams
Where the flowers are forever faded
And winter never leaves.