Spring is coming.
Can winter last forever?
God has smiled, at last.
Spring is coming.
Hold on, it will get better!
Soon, this will be a distant past.


I was walking alone in the bitter cold.
Slowly losing faith in everything.
Suddenly, in the distance, I saw a single rose.
Despite the harsh conditions, it was growing!

A rose, it was a rose. In the midst of the snow it stood tall.
A rose, it was a rose!
Spring might be coming after all.

Though the skies are gray.
And the birds slowly disappear
The rose stands vibrant!
Spring is coming, spring is near.