I want to be your scarf,
So soft and mohair,
To warm you in snowfalls
And even in rainy autumn.
I will embrace your neck
Like a mother cradles her child.
Iโll save the warmth for you.
Put on the scarf, be so kind.
I want to be your scarf.
Oh, donโt wear scarfs? Well now,
If I canโt softly warm you,
Iโll be your skin somehow.