Winter is coming
I can fell it in the breeze
Cutting at the leafs.
I can see it too
By the battle in the sky
Sun brave and mighty
But the clouds out number him
I fear for the Sun Warrior.
Trees getting tired
Slowly start to drop their leafs
I cannot wake them.
War is in heaven
Cloud slowly making Sun weak
The trees are sleeping
Yet only one can wake them
That is my great warrior sun.
Snow is on the ground
And all the trees are barren
Earth now wet and cold
Clouds have won the war
Sun can no longer visit
Missing him I am
But soon he will get stronger
And will visit me again.
