The source of all warm light streams that shine over us.
Giving life and passion to all living and making the day brighter.
It shines over us and smiles at us with its warm light.
But soon all of that is coming to an end.
The sun starts to go down.
Starting is final journey towards end.
The colors of the sunset mean that the light is fading.
Now darkness rises over the lands and embraces them.
Cold winter winds blow through out the world.
The warm light of the sun is replaced by the cold winter wind.
The depression of the dying sun consumes all and we fall.
Now a grey sky hangs over us.
Snow falls from the angry heavens.
Trees crack and whiter due to the cold days!
All hope is drained from our bodies.
We cry and hide under the warm blankets.
Wanting to hear the songs of the birds and see the warm sun.
See the flowers coming to life.
To dream big and to play all day!
But that isn't happening for now.
Now it's time for winter silence.
All those drams of ours must w