My city is going to sleep
The darknesses is still too deep.
But after only couples weeks
The rays will kiss your cheecks.
My city is under ice and snow
I hear the breath of Earth below.
I hear the whisper of coming Spring
And I also hear the Summers ring.
The ring of Summer
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