Waning dulcet tones,
Waging winds clamour,
Trees shedding their garb
Taking a chance with the tremor.
December, December, December!

Brown grass, Gray skies,
Hibernating desires,
Shorter days,
Pauses, sighs and whys.  
décembre, décembre, décembre!

Huddles warm and soothing,
Wuthering and whithering away,
Cracking fires that once were
Only remnants of embers remain.
Diciembre, Diciembre, Diciembre!

Wintery sun, caressed once
The skies await,half awake,
wanting, waning, waking,
What lies ahead, you mysterious you...
दिसंबर, दिसंबर, दिसंबर!