Once upon a time,
In a Nordic country,
As winter approached,
I fell in love with a snowman,
Not caring about his freezing heart.
But I knew we wouldn’t last until the end of the season.
Do you have feelings, snowman?
Your tears are snowflakes,
Your heart of crystal,
Your feelings as unstable as snow.
Don’t come any closer, for my intensity will make you melt.
I don’t want to cause a fusion of ice and fire,
Between opposite extremes:
Passion versus coldness,
Love versus indifference,
Emotion versus reason.
Ah, my snowman,
I’m like the sun that burns and raises the temperature,
Removing winter and bringing spring.
We’re from different cycles,
Voracious and vibrant.
The warmth of my soul has melted you.
Heat and cold are finite,
Reflecting, lost in my loneliness during this frosty period.
Fire and ice can meet,
But their warmth and cold dissipate with time,
Complementary forces,
But not belonging to the same space or season.
