Sparkling newtime, rain gently falling  
New lives in the fields abound  
In my hand, beauty I am holding  
A lady beetle, I have found  

Lovely springtime, colour enthralling  
As flowers rise up from the ground  
A mother bird in the distance, scolding  
Is this the same world, once icebound?  

Is this the same snow-covered forest  
That on my way to love I passed?  
Through which begone, all feelings honest  
Became insane and overcast?  

All joys and passions were awaken  
At once when nature's cold white bed  
By her delicate hands was shaken  
To wave like warm green fire instead  

But just as all things come to pass  
This too shall end one day  
Snow clouds shall fill again the sky  
Like my life, it is Nature's way  

I look beyond, however  
Past bad times, much like the snow.  
Winter does not stay forever  
It just tends to come and go.