I left the work, the snow is falling,
The snow in spring, terrific scene.
The wind is blowing, darkness' calling,
And everything is standing still.
The streets are empty and asleep,
And nobody around me who cares.
I bought my ticket for the trip,
To lonely magic night, nightmares.
The thoughts are messed up with a cold,
The body aches, the mind is open.
It is a little storm in my life tea-pot,
I poured it, and made spot just broaden…
The snow in spring
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