歌手:Impressions of Winter
专辑:《Iuturna》

作词 : Andres Waldura
Strange words pass by
no sentence or sense
they're not meant for me
incessant suspense

I dare not to ask
or participate
each glance seems to bother
my thoughts deviate

I wish it was autumn
your hand on my cheek
soft winds, golden sunbeams
a song, distant, weak