If you are traveling
Along the spraying waters
On the shore
You will remember the heavy rain
Fall on the ground
As the city blossoms with life
The rain freezes over
As summer ends
When winter springs out
Like a deer near a stream
Looking for Siberia
Escaping the wild tigers and foxes
Among the streets of wolves
Found and lost just as easily
When the cold ice lasts years
The bears never wake up from a slumber
Thus, dust to dust
Ashes fall down like snow
You cannot stop this blizzard from bringing bitter cold
Someday, looking for Siberia
The heart finds warmth
And makes it out of this desert
Into your arms offering wine and soup
My mind reminisces those distant cities and silent shores
Soon I will reflect on these little things
When I escape, looking for a soul in Siberia