Years (Seasons) 2

On rainy nights
Our house is a blessing
Here keeps us dry
And I try to remember
To be grateful for it
When Winter comes to say
"This is your home
This is where you'll stay"

On my birthday, Spring comes
And I want it to
Bury me with all the other ones who bloom
To send me off quick
From where old and young meet
Wearing all green
In the bright snow fall

That brings dear Summer evenings
When all things is easy
And our city's as big as it is silly

With laughable doom
The first rains fall through
The breath that I lose
Rushing under our roof