Walking in the street
White, white, winter, white
Alone, this is my story
Again, white, white, winter, white
Not summertime sadness, but the sadnes old
Why chose winter
Because it is empty in biodiversity, like my planet and my life
It is the truth
White, wihite, winter, white
Switzerland, Russian, Alaska and other
Tundra florets is empty in biodiversity to compares the Amazon rainflorest, like my life
I have nobody
White, white, winter, white, white
The white color is empty, like my life
White, white, winter, white, white
