Regardless of the cold season as the wall behind you A snowy pine tree symbolizes the total days in The fire in the fireplace can also be black green When the fire to become a reality immune to the cold So like you afraid of That has been mistaken for the person you Others let you _set_tle in your exudes Smell Dominated by the sky was full of scarves rainy night Portraits are hung out but you To learn to be afraid of the wall after the death of a face is painted It was mistaken for the sun just like a light Fixed finger in the wind like fingers twitch slightly A mirror, like a madman Never mind the dead fish were whites dementia of the sea Like winter, a sputum spit into your eyes Frozen into a smile when the body is tired skirt Lie to say it again as long as the warm Exactly like that make you more biting portrait The cold is a cold is another metaphor One hundred bird cried elsewhere Analogy of a head cold from the dead, out of the brown ear So terrible as your own So deaf to be drawn so easily be identified