In front of the blazing fire i stand,

Staring at the dancing flames,

Its the only source of light,
In this somber and sinister-looking night.

Warmth has conquered my old tiny hut,

Though,outside there's a freezing cold,
But ,alas,i cant abate the frost,
Which dwells in the depths of my heart.

I have no one to confide my suffers to,

Only to the walls who bear witness of my lament,
Tears,so often keep visiting,too,
While solitude has become my ever-lasting friend.

Some times ago things were far different,

This small hut was full of joy,
Cheer and laughter used to echo around here,
I didnt want anything more.

It was like magic,

one can only dream it,
She didnt cast a spell on me,
her beauty enchanted my feelings.

As I return in those memories with her,

Everything looks blur,unclear,
But, unforgettable are her eyes,
How that pure blue would gleam!

I wont go further in depiction,

How can i describe her with my mere words,
however,things abruptly changed,
When the stranger burst through the door .

Before i realized what was going on

Before i could say "who are you"
He grasped her hand immediately,she didnt refuse !
Was it happening inside my head?
Or was it just,true !?

They left together,

Without another word,
My beloved friend went like the wind,
All she left behind was snow.

For my happiness it meant the end,

For my heart bitter sorrow,
Now i pass into this routine
Along with the wind,along with the snow.

Alone ,i was since,

In this sad little story,
Life played a joke on me,
To whom shall i cast my fury?

Shall i shout to the darkness?

Drive myself into maddness?
For that past,livid dream?
But,enough with this nonsense !

Cry or not,nothing will change

Punch! Smash ! Frustrate with rage,
For this wasted time I will regret!
Waiting to reappear her silhouette.

But an oldman once said:"dont dwell on dreams,

And forget to live"