Thousands of smooth - qualitative change

A starry winter night

Suddenly the north wind blew snow

A cool feeling that falls in the palm of your hand

Fade away the warmth of the sun

The heart is in your ear

I want to be heard and understood

Memories stay in front of you every frame

Gentle moonlight can be seen

If only a little more tolerant

Feelings are not dangerous

If you back down a little more

There will be no breakpoints between us

If only a little more

There will be no shortage if you care

If you understand a little more

Hold your world firmly in your hands