In the winter of december,
I feel spring all around,
When all are supposed to die,
A new life's been found
Even the stars and the moon,
Get so happy and glad,
They need a glimpse of you soon,
Coz you make them feel like a lad
The sun makes you bright,
Like the wings of a butterfly,
I don't want to lose your sight,
Not even after I die
I'll never let you far,
Is what you should always remember,
Because you my sweetheart are,
The spring of december.
