I see a pear falling down from the tree
Winter is coming and it's plain to see
I spend the cold nights in my lonely room
Is it the winter to which I am doomed?
Cold is the snow that will cover the ground
I feel the presence of tears falling down
Is it for pity or vain that I cry?
Color is gone and the grass it must die
Winter brings sadness that empties my soul
Life is too short for a dog growing old
He used to follow and play at my heel
Love from his heart I no longer can feel
Winter is coming and it's plain to see
I spend the cold nights in my lonely room
Is it the winter to which I am doomed?
Cold is the snow that will cover the ground
I feel the presence of tears falling down
Is it for pity or vain that I cry?
Color is gone and the grass it must die
Winter brings sadness that empties my soul
Life is too short for a dog growing old
He used to follow and play at my heel
Love from his heart I no longer can feel