Nature's summer is close to come,
Meanwhile my spirit is still in winter.
This injury, when will I overcome?
To finally become a winner?

Do not look at me with those empty,
Trying-to-see-through-me eyes!
Without them I am so unhappy!
Without them I feel my body dies!

The day will come, and my cold body
Will not be warmed on summer rain,
The day will come, my dear buddy,
You will not see my smile again.