Tigers hide in winter
Still, in the winter
In winter clothes
You look pretty
In the winter you look better
Then the yellow mustard
Also, your aura defeats the lusty green of the field
Your endless smile dimmed the newly rising sun in winter
You become unique in winter
Your immense prettiness
Bewildered me by fear, I am afraid
Afraid of losing you
I like you very, very, very much
Still, I like you - like you, like you
I want you beside me
I want to spend the rest of my life with you
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