Winter Is Passing - Luluc

All the trees without their leaves

Tap each other in the cool breeze

It’s an ominous sound

When bones clack twigs fall to the ground

So soon there’ll be blossom

Lilac blue mountains

Cast against the sky

The sun is leaving beyond the rise

Wind is biting on my skin

Pale fields of grass

Waiting for the sun

And the spring

What it can bring

Winter is passing

I wonder what’s to come?

And when I return again

How will you be?