Though the cold kisses my skin, My heart stays warm, where you’ve always been.

White dreams cover every corner,
Like the poetry of silence, snow whispers.
Each step leaves a fleeting trace,
We’re lost in time’s quiet embrace.

On the snow, I write our love,
Seeking you in every flake above.
Though the cold kisses my skin,
My heart stays warm, where you’ve always been.

The wind softly whispers untold secrets,
In its voice, the endless world reflects.
Each flake, a star falling from the skies,
Distant yet near, seen through your eyes.

On the snow, I write our love,
Seeking you in every flake above.
Though the cold kisses my skin,
My heart stays warm, where you’ve always been.

In my hand, a dream with your name,
Every snow-white veil calls your frame.
A gift from the heavens, pure and divine,
Filling the spaces, where you intertwine.

On the snow, I write our love,
Seeking you in every flake above.
Though the cold kisses my skin,
My heart stays warm, where you’ve always been.

Let this moment last, let time stand still,
An eternal whiteness, my soul you fill.
Every season is beautiful with you near,
But words on snow make love sincere.

On the snow, I write our love,
Seeking you in every flake above.
Though the cold kisses my skin,
My heart stays warm, where you’ve always been.