She is standing at the window, a green cup of tea in her hand as always, and spring has come outside the window - green spring has comeShe is standing at the window, a green cup of tea in her hand as always, and spring has come outside the window - green spring has come
The state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocksThe state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocks
A castle in the middle of a field in winter. a man is comingA castle in the middle of a field in winter. A man is coming