I’m cold… You think I’m really fluey?
I’m not for sure… Maybe you’re right.
The weather’s nasty by mischance for now.
And I’m not wearing my cozy woolly scarf.

This February snows a lot and rages.
I’d like to wrap in plaid and not to leave.
I know it’s blues. I know for certain, sweetheart.
You shouldn’t get a feel for me. I’m peeve.

The spring will come. There will be a revival
Of new ideas, follies and delight.
And I will rise, I will return, my dear,
Better than previous. I will be vitalized!

Here and now,
This minute in time
This second
I feel the cool air on my face
Blowing gently
I hear the wind
I feel the wind
And the damp atmosphere
Which surrounds me

Here now
This minute in time
I see the sky of grey
It’s a miserable day
The rain now spitting at me
As if to say
Go away

Here and now
Going home
To dryer climes
In front of a warm fire
Drinking coffee with cream
And a slice of strawberry cheesecake
What a dream
Here and now!