I dreaded snow, It brought me gloomy thoughts, I dreaded snow, It brought me gloomy thoughts,

I wished on a shooting star For summers or rains I wished on a shooting star For summers or rains

Pink winter has spread its magic. The cold is increasing and it is getting uncontrollable. Pink winter has spread its magic. The cold is increasing and it is getting u...

On a cold winter day.....................................................   On a cold winter day.....................................................  

The harsh Winter has already knocked on the door. The harsh Winter has already knocked on the door.

Cool wind is brushing through my hair, as to chase you along the sea I run. Cool wind is brushing through my hair, as to chase you along the sea I run.