In your colored cottage, they were drawn The shape of wind, the figure of raindrops You're not obsessed with snow They are beautiful, though The paradise of summer is where your mind goes
It's a cold, cold winter You are so far away with the warmness of those days, the warmness of those days Are you coming back? Will you come back? Will you?
In your colored cottage, they were drawn The stubborn green, the wildness of yellow
How gorgeous is the red color Reminds you of a pair of lips A woman who paid a visit and you didn't know her
I didn't know you, either Your smile is always shining in my memories and the future Without the light, everything is dark everything is dark
It's a cold, cold winter You are everywhere With the glow of sunshine, the glow of sunshine Did you belong to me? Did you belong to me? Did you?