The vacancy is gone
The clouds, they don't depress me
Their tears are tears of joy
I feel warmth as they fall against me
The fierce winds are not as bad
As they were this time last year
They make me feel alive again
I do not live in fear
The snowfall proves the world is cold
At one point so was I
But there can't be heat without the cold
You can only laugh if you know how to cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem