When the cold comes, it covers the world Create an illusion of peace in the background The world is silent, trapped in silence Heartbeats are much stronger
When she crawls from mountain halls She brings a wind of heat warming with her love
She is everything that is good and cheerful Everything that dies has hope Everything that is revived has hope From the passions of the mountains
Winter, Summer, converging together
When the winter leaves she cries Rain of ice to feel his embrace When he is not seen she creates flowers White color to imagine that he is here
He lets himself die so she can live a calm life He lets himself be consumed by hatred so that she has love Loves that you never see, but feel the compassion and faith
When everything is done, they hide in the mountains In vivid images, memory fading Untouchable entities without limits, but weak spirits The world develops from them but they leave it separated