Sick of the bitter cold
Too much for my blood
My blood is not made of ice.
Sick of endless snow
Wish the bitter cold would blow up
in the blaze of glory.
Sick of ugly nasty freezing weather
Wish the Sun shine it,s warm
destroying the bitter cold.
Sick and tired of bitterness of winter
Wishing for rebirth of Spring.
To break the dullness of endless winter
Believing in God to finally bring warmth, rebirth, beauty of color
To the deary landscape of winter.