I hope spring will come after the winter,
Those of us who survived the long winter nights
I wait for spring with a trembling heart.

Frozen earth, gray sky, frost.
As winter progresses, it melts slowly.
There's a little spring underneath.
How long the small, simple flowers waited.
It grows as if it were dancing.

The belief that spring comes and starts again.
Don't leave us alone.
In warm sunshine, wind, and blue.
It feels like the world is coming back to life.

Whenever spring comes,

who held each other through the winter I reflect on that feeling again.
Even now, we wait for spring.
Hold each other's hands and walk together.

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