Grass' lazily lying down
Still not awake and brown
Sun decides to erase
A season, a life's phase
Ice's dripping soon this year
Temporary friends will leave
Flowers in no colours show
White gold melts, spring says hello
Days of children's laughter
Of gliding fast and silent through the snow
Nights of glowing smiles
Of great talks, wooden fire in the stove
Snow alters into fluid
Rivers thick and almost full
Current carries days away
Of friends enjoying a bouquet
Golden colours reappear
All alone along the sea
Of muddy tracks, the forest show
Scent of soil, spring shouts hello
Days of children's laughter
Of gliding fast and silent through the snow
Nights of glowing smiles
Of great talks, wooden fire in the stove
Days of children's laughter
Of gliding fast and silent through the snow
Nights of glowing smiles
Of great talks, wooden fire in the stove
Season has come to end without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Season's come to end
Without you
Without you
Without you