In this dreamlike island
Of lovers and golden trees
Makes my heart grow flowers in winter
Where ground turns red
And leaves turn yellow
Beautiful minds of people
Rekindle my own passion
Marked my new birth
To a country I now find my new home
I leave with a renewed spirit
I painted all your dreams
In my life's canvass
For you are the hands
That make life's picture magical
But all these efforts shall die in winter
If we cannot live what we say
If we cannot walk our talk
If we stop believing in our dreams
I send you the fire in my heart
So winters will remind you
Of our being together
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