Melts away last year's snow,
Which came down on New Year's eve...

We are naked and alone, being not willfully born,
And we are also alone when we die...

When childhood comes back again
Through the window of your fast life train...

I'm in love with Juanita
From El Paso country song...

The love in poetry or poetry in love,
Which one is my forte I don't really know...

The mystic secret of the night
Embraces us and holds us tight...