That day I opened my hands to think I could find you
In the snow of a foreign country, follow your footprints
The air is filled with memories of your past
It's always in my heart
The hand you hold is tender
She can't get away with our love
I'm here waiting for you to leave in winter
At the end of the first snow
I see the white end
Your hand beckons me forward
I control the rhythm of my heart
I blurred the trembling of my eyes
Your smiling hands
Isn't it snow enough
You disappear on the other side of the snow
But in my heart do not go
That day I opened my hands to think I could find you
In the snow of a foreign country, follow your footprints
The air is filled with memories of your past
It's always in my heart
The hand you hold is tender
She can't get away with our love
I'm here waiting for you to leave in winter
At the end of the first snow
I see the white end
Your hand beckons me forward
I control the rhythm of my heart
I blurred the trembling of my eyes
Your smiling hands
Isn't it snow enough
You disappear on the other side of the snow
But in my heart do not go
You disappear on the other side of the snow
But in my heart do not go
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