A voice that’s white as steam
Comes close then disappears
Like an eventually saddened heart
Two people are walking slowly

After a long wait, even when you come and go
You’re like the winter season that makes me curl up

If I can hurry and cross the street
If we can hurry and sit together on the bus
I would hurry and make my Christmas wish

This winter is cold yet cozy
Like you

If I can hurry and cross the street
If we can hurry and sit together on the bus
I would hurry and bring my Christmas courage

Even though it’s not snowing, it’s beautiful enough
It’s an ordinary day, that’s why I want to remember it more

If we hurry and pass this dark alley
And the streelight in front of your house shines on us
I’ll tell you my Christmas truth to you right now

My winter
Please be all of my seasons