༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱༱� �Spring...holds in her arms a bunch of daffodilsThe possibilityA warmer dayWe'll arrive with the newsUsed to love meIn fragile dreamsIn water-colored lightWe'll bloom like violetsIn April rainTo wash away any painThat still lingersAny cloud of a doubtWe'll arrive with the newsUsed to love meThat remainsMixing shadow and sunWith my fingersMating loversKeeping a promise of somedayThe Santa fly likesAnd the weeper willSo full of memoryAnd something moreAnother springWorth waiting forAnother spring worth waiting forThis summer, this winterAre we still forever?And I can seeSeven stars.On the edge of homeSinging, singingThis summer, this winterIn circlesWe've been clutteredPowered by our contritionWe are Hel� 거두 어�자는To wash away any painThat still lingersAny cloud of a doubtThat remainsMixing shadow and sunWith my fingersPainting loversKeeping a promise of somedayThe Santa fly likes in a whippoorwillSo full of memoryAnd something moreAnother springWorth waiting forThis ChristmasFor better or for worsePleasant and peacefulThis ChristmasCan be more joyfulAwaiting a better futureHappy transitional serontThank you for watching!