The sky gives rise to the first snow
I still remember the scents of the past
summer, and spring is so. I non- existent
I read your lips.
I have a hard heart
full of hidden love.
I do not recognize anything, the blind
do not see me.
and the deaf can hear in my voice.
Love inside me secretly
I do not ever think
to be for you, dear.
When autumn comes. I Dancing with
only the soul, northern lights,
and lengthening dark.