Snow has come and set the land white
I wonder if it’s snowing in Japan, where Maria holds my heart. . .
The snow is so pure and pretty, but it doesn’t match the fairness and perfection of Maria’s complexion
It’s so calm and peaceful when it snows – all the animals are quietly slumbering
No one wants to be outside in the cold
And here I stand with my eyes closed in the middle of this pure white blanket
There is a stillness here that speaks volumes about the earth and nature
A boundless wisdom in this silence that nature speaks
Oh Mother Nature, where does Maria’s heart lie?
Are we meant to be together? Please tell me. . .