Along comes the snow,
multitudes of them.
Is this not a sign that Winter has bestowed?
Within the air scents mingle with the wind,
bringing signs of Winter's grace and peace.
This Winter seems likely to sing.
With Winter comes the snow,
and the snow brings happiness.
Happiness will descend upon this season joyful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem