A woman in a brown coat standing in the snow
Manche Dinge kann man nur hier leise sagen.
As this Melancholy unfurls. I wish I knew why for. In winter time it’s easier, The fault lies with the world. I can blame the lack of noise, I can blame the skeletal trees, I can blame the early darkness, For my lack of joy. But What purpose does it serve? When life springs anew and I can’t enjoy all The beauty of rebirth!
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As this Melancholy unfurls.
I wish I knew why for.
In winter time it’s easier,
The fault lies with the world.
I can blame the lack of noise,
I can blame the skeletal trees,
I can blame the early darkness,
For my lack of joy.
But What purpose does it serve?
When life springs anew
and I can’t enjoy all
The beauty of rebirth!
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