The land of love is decorated with snow
And the heart beats with love and happiness
And he can't help but be happy
His eyes were filled with joy.
The place is covered with greenery
Green is the source of love without limits
The liquid froze and became clear as glass
And the colors dance around him
Without appointment
Is this ice or the sultan of seasons?
Welcome, passerby!
Like all seasons, it comes and goes.
Without appointments or teachers
We are happy for your arrival and sad for your departure
But what do we do?
This is life
Give us and in return
You take from us the most precious and dear