p is pronounced like pay in dutch

pine tree

I am like a pine tree,
and you're like the cold snow that is covering me
one day the sun will come shining through
and that will be the day of your inevitable doom

No more cold, no more hiding beneath
finally giving me a blue sky to see
no longer can you cover me all up
dear sun, give this cold snow a little glowup

I'll finally be free, finally growing
my sun, oh the happiness you will bring
on that inevitable day of the snows doom
the day I can finally start to bloom

For this pine tree that resembles me
will then finally grow into the woman I deserve to be
snow no longer cold, or in the way
I can't wait for the sun to melt you some day.